“A Texan, huh?” JT chuckled and winked. “I never would have guessed by your accent.”

The woman actually blushed and smoothed out her collar. Was JT flirting?

“Let me ask you a question,” he said. “Why Anderson Consulting?”

“I read an article about what you’ve accomplished. You’ve done the impossible.”

Though JT kept a straight face, amusement and satisfaction glimmered in his eyes. “Tell me your story.”

“Twenty-one years ago my baby girl, Jamie, was taken from me in the hospital. She was only a few hours old.” Mrs. Mason hung her head for a moment, then raised her quivering chin to pin her gaze on JT.

Lines in his forehead deepened with his frown. “And the FBI? The police?”

“Failed to find her. It’s a cold case now. Through the years I’ve hired private investigators. They have all failed.”

“And why are you just now coming to me?”

“As I said before, I read that you can do miracles. I have . . . I have less than three months to live, so the doctors tell me.” Her voice hitched. “I believe with every fiber of my being that she is still alive out there, and I desperately want to say goodbye to her. I want her to know how much I love her. How much I have always loved her. And I never stopped praying for her. I believe you, Mr. Anderson, are the one to finally bring my baby home.”

JT cleared his throat. His tender heart must have flooded with compassion. Willow wanted to reach through the screen and comfort him. He got up and fiddled with the GoPro, his anguished face filling the screen. He understood the pain of losing a child. His daughter, Willow’s mother, had been killed in a car accident along with Willow’s father.

Mind racing, Willow shut the video off.

Less than three months to live. “When was this interview?”

“A month ago.”

Mrs. Mason had less than two months to live then, if her prognosis was accurate.

But a baby stolen twenty-one years ago? How had JT thought he could help? He’d never done this kind of project, especially one with such a short deadline. Still, Mrs. Mason’s desperate plea for help must have compelled him to take action. Willow understood why he hadn’t been able to say no. She had to think, so she got up and paced the room.

“You should finish this one. Find that woman’s daughter.” Dana’s voice broke the silence. “It would keep your mind off losing him.”

“Mrs. Mason believed JT was the one to finally bring home her baby girl. That’s what she said. JT was the one with the skills—the genius behind solving impossible mysteries.”

“You’re every bit as brilliant.” Dana sighed. “Look, he’s been training you since you were just a kid. Since your parents died. You know he meant for you to take over.”