Bass shook his head. “The compound in Mesa has no direct links to him—at first glance. It took a lot of digging, but we discovered that one of Beck’s shell companies was listed as owning the property. We believe that because he’s gone untouched for so long, he’s begun to think he’s untouchable. There is also a money trail from Beck to the man detained at the airport.”

“He’ll flee.”

“He may try, but we’ll impound his plane when the warrant is issued, and then when we bring him in, we’ll take his passport.”

Tess glanced at the list of charges. “You have him for murder?”

“Two prior witnesses, women who contacted the FBI in Arizona about the compound and Beck, have disappeared. We’ve found blood evidence in the compound that leads us to believe they were murdered there. It’s so Hollywood, but there’s a trail of missing women I’ve been following.” Bass shuffled some of the papers from his briefcase. “Something else interesting has come up, something I think exonerates Heather Harrison. For a while now the bureau has been consulting with agencies in Phoenix regarding some unsolved murders of women in the area.”

“In the past, I’ve heard Phoenix called the unsolved murder capital of the country. A lot of the unsolved cases have female victims, but not many have been proven to be connected.”

“We’ve linked seven unsolved murders to the same weapon, a .357 Magnum. Isaac Pink’s stolen handgun.”

Tess sucked in a breath.

“Right. Unless Harrison has evaded capture all these years and is killing women with Pink’s gun, someone else is. I believe that someone is the person who killed Pink twenty-five years ago.”

“That’s a leap. Playing devil’s advocate here—Harrison could have given the gun to someone, lost it, or tossed it, even. Or if she is still alive, it could have been taken from her.”

“Maybe. But I still think it’s a bigger stretch to believe she was involved in any way with Sergeant Pink’s death. And interestingly, Beck has owned this compound in Mesa for as long as Phoenix has been dealing with these record numbers of unsolved murder cases involving women.”

Another horrific coincidence.

“I believe all these murders are the work of a man who is employed by Beck now and probably was associated with Cross back then.” Bass pulled out a composite sketch of a man. “We call this guy the Piper.”

She picked the sketch up. “Like the Pied Piper?”

“Yeah. Based on what the girls we just rescued say, he’s the recruiter. He picks up women—girls really—and delivers them to Beck. And when Beck is done with the girl, the Piper takes care of things.”