Chapter 12
Paul Kitka was furious. The APD Chief was proposing a task force to find Dace and the men who took her, and they weren’t going to let him be on it. McGuire was to head it.
“You’re too involved,” McGuire said frankly. “You’re involved with the victim. That won’t do.”
Paul started to argue, then he caught Jason Tremont eye, and the man shook his head infinitesimally. Paul’s eyes narrowed. Tremont had something planned. So Paul relaxed, and the men in the room continued to debate over who would be on the task force.
Chief Newsome’s phone rang, he glanced at the caller ID and frowned.
“Yes?” he said when he answered it.
“I don’t see why that’s necessary,” he said to someone.
The person said something.
“Fine,” Newsome said, with disgust. “Send them to the Sheraton. We’re goin
