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  1. Back Cover Text
  2. Dear Reader
  3. Booklist
  4. Contents
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Epilogue
  24. Acknowledgements
  25. Fatal Series FAQs
  26. About the Fatal series
  27. About the Author
  28. Carina Press BPA
  29. Copyright

“We’ve law enforcement in the Metro area looking for him, and his disappearance has hit the media. His wife couldn’t give us much insight on where he might be. I gathered from her that his disappearing acts aren’t new, and she never knows where he’s been when he resurfaces. I issued the APB only because of what happened to Willie, and because if we have a killer out to avenge the people who caused the loss, Lind might be on his or her list.”

“How do you figure?” Freddie asked. “Vasquez was the one who missed the ball.”

“Lind had plenty of chances to close out the game before that fly ball was ever hit,” Gonzo said.

“Right,” Sam said. “Most of the blame fell on Vasquez for missing an easy fly, but let’s not forget that Lind had ample opportunity to end the game and failed to get it done.”

“So if they’re both missing and say Lind is presumed murdered too, then that would rule out a random act by an enraged fan,” Freddie said.

“Exactly,” Sam said. “I’m going to have Carlucci and Dominguez track down the car service Lind used before the game to find out if they had any contact with him after. Someone had to see him leave the stadium. I’ll reach out to the team owner and have him get with his security people to figure out who was the last one to see Lind after the game.” She relayed the highlights of her conversation with Chris Ortiz. “I’ll also be reaching out to Cecil Mulroney when I get a chance.” To Arnold, she said, “Anything on the phone logs?”

“Nothing that stands out, but I’m only about halfway through the six hundred calls he received after the game.”

“How do people get the phone number of a professional baseball player?” Jeannie asked.

“Our good friend Ben Markinson at WFBR did the post-game show and put it on the radio so fans could call him to express their displeasure with his performance,” Gonzo said.

“There’s got to be something we can charge him with for doing that,” Sam said.

“I’ll think of something,” Malone said.

“Jeannie, where are we with Willie’s car?”

“CSU has gone over it and they’re taking it back to the lab. We were able to retrieve his phone, and it’s being processed for prints as well as GPS locations.”

“We need a thread to pull,” Sam said. “Let’s hope this leads to one. Thanks everyone. Keep me posted.”

While Sam gathered up her belongings, the others filed out of the room.

Jeannie hung back. “You sound frustrated,” she said when she and Sam were alone. “That isn’t like you.”

“Funny, I feel like I’m usually frustrated in this job.”

Jeannie smiled. “You hide it well. So, um, I was wondering... Could I talk to you about something personal?”