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"Yes, sir."
I hang up.
Turn to Jace.
"She's gone," I say.
My voiceis flat.
Empty.
Jace's face goes pale.
"What?"
"Becca's gone," I repeat.
"Tire treads."
"Her phone on the ground."
"She's been taken."
Jace is already moving.
Pulling up his laptop.
Fingers flying across the keyboard.
"I'm tracking the burner phones," he says.
His voice is tight.
Focused.
"If she had one on her—"
"She did," I say.
"They found one on the ground"
Jace's fingers move faster.
"Got it," he says.
"Signal's weak."
"But it's there."
"Where?"
"A dock," Jace says.
"On the edge of town."
"Lionetti's territory."
My jaw clenches.
