Page 84 of Watch Me
I sighed. “I can’t do both. You know that.”
“I know. I just want Maddie safe.”
“I feel like we’re close thanks to you. Have Pablo stay with you, and stay at home in case she comes back. When she does, call me.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I’m going to see if I can track her down.”
“How?”
I groaned. “By doing my fucking job. Just call me when she gets home.” I kept sayingwhenon purpose and notif. I needed Reagan to stay calm even though I knew she was anythingbut.
“I’m scared,” Reaganadmitted.
“I know, baby, but think positive. Call me when she comes home.”
“Okay. Please get her back.”
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. “I will.” I just hoped I got her back alive. If something were to happen to Maddison, it would kill Reagan. We were already living in fear, and now Maddie was missing, and the weight that had been on my shoulders for the past several months was pressing down.
After Reagan told me what Maddison was wearing and her cell phone number, I promised her again that I’d find her daughter and hung up. One way or another, IwouldfindMaddie.
“What’s going on?” Shawnasked.
“Reagan’s daughter is missing.” I proceeded to tell him everything Iknew.
Shawn took a deep breath and then breathed, “Fuck.”
“My thoughts exactly,” I replied as I continued topace.
“Go home and be with your woman.”
“I want to, but if this were Julie, you’d want to find this guy even more.”
“Cap wouldn’t let me work this just like he won’t let you work it.”
I stopped walking and faced my partner. “Well, it’s good he’s out of town, isn’t it?”
“You think we can solve this before Monday morning?”
I groaned. “We better. This is Reagan’s daughter.”
“Right. So let’s get the judge to sign off on the warrants and start at daybreak.”
I didn’t know if we had until daybreak, given what the ME had said about the two previous murders. Amy and Daisy were killed several hours before the bodies were found, in the early morning hours. We were still waiting to have her confirm Fiona’s time of death, but she was gray when we’d arrived to investigate.
What we knew about Fiona’s timeline was that she had plans to go to a Friendsgiving meal at a college friend’s house, the same one who had found her body when she went to check on Fiona because she never showed for the two o’clock dinner and didn’t answer herphone.
“Let’s see if we can ping Maddison’s cell phone.”
“That will only triangulate an area,” Shawnargued.
“It’s better than nothing. Maybe one of the employees will live in that area.”
“What if it isn’t an employee? What if this isn’t connected?”
I ran my hands down my face and took a deep breath. “I don’t want to think about that. This needs to be connected.”
