A minute later, he had a hysterical woman screaming in his ear. “Ma’am, please. We’re looking for her. I need to know her husband’s name. His legal name.” He pushed the button for the speaker phone.
“Kyler Stanton. It’s Kyler Stanton. Please, he’s a horrible man. He’ll kill her.” The woman was crying so violently, she choked.
“Listen to me,” Nolan ordered, knowing just how she felt. Damned if he didn’t want to put his fist through the wall. “Your daughter is important to me, and I will find her. Can you trust me to do that?”
Her sobs slowed. “What is your name?”
“Nolan. I’ll call you when we find her.” He flipped the phone shut.
Z was already on his cell phone. “This is Zach. I need to know any credit card activity for a Kyler Stanton. Especially in the last day or so and especially i
