“Where is she? Fuck, this is killing me.”
“We’ll find her.” Joe gripped his shoulder.
“But no clues, absolutely none,” he said. “How could they just vanish? No sightings of Linbar or Linda Foster. Nothing. Maggs has just disappeared.”
“Is that your father?” Dylan slowed as they rolled back down the main street of Ryker for the seventeenth time.
“It is. Stop the car, Dylan.” Fin got out.
“Have you found her?” his father approached; concern etched on his face.
“Nothing.” The desperation nearly choked him. “She’s just gone. Disappeared.”
His father stepped closer. “No. She’s somewhere, son; we just need to find her.”
Fin did something he hadn’t in a long while then, he lowered his head to his father’s shoulder, and let those arms that had been so familiar as a child, circle him.
“I need her, Dad.”
“I know, and we’ll find her I promise.”
“Chief Blake just called. He’s going back to the Linbars’ to question them,” Dylan called out the window.
“Let’s go.” His father urged him into the front seat and squeezed into the back with the Trainers.
They pulled up in the Linbar driveway just as Chief Blake arrived.
“You let me do the talking,” Chief Blake said. “We questioned them last night, but I think we need to again.”
Fin knew what he looked like, knew what the others with him looked like too. Exhausted, ruthless, and desperate.
“And if we all go, they’d be intimidated, and about now I’m ready to go with that,” Chief Blake added.
“Me too,” Fin snarled.
“You lot control him.”
“I’ve got him,” his father said.
They walked up the drive and knocked on the door. The Linbars had a maid, and it was she who opened the door.
“We want to speak with Mr. and Mrs. Linbar, Connie. We’ll wait in the informal lounge,” Chief Blake said, nudging the maid aside. “Bring coffee. Hot and strong, please.” Authority rang from every word.
Some sat. Fin paced and thought about Maggie, the woman he loved so much it hurt. The woman who could even now be struggling for her life.
“Drink this.” Joe handed him a cup when the coffee arrived before the Linbars. “We’ll find her, Fin.”
“How?”
“We’ll get that lead. It’s just a matter of when,” his father said.
“Maybe she doesn’t have time. Even now she could be....” He couldn’t say the words, so they fell away.
“Chief Blake, why are you here again?”
Letitia and Richard Linbar walked in together. Both looked older than the last time he’d seen them, Fin thought, just like he felt.
“I need to ask you some more questions.”
