Chapters (29)
- Back Cover Text
- Dear Reader
- Booklist
- Contents
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- Fatal Series FAQs
- About the Fatal series
- About the Author
- Carina Press BPA
- Copyright
When Archie played the film on her desktop computer, Sam said, “We got ’em. Those are Elle’s bodyguards. I’ve seen them so I can positively ID them.” From the stacks on her desk, she produced a printout that included photos of the beefy twins that protected Elle—and apparently killed for her too. “Their names are Boris and Horace. Between this and Ginger’s testimony that puts Elle in Rick Lind’s hotel room close to time of death, we’ve got enough to arrest them.”
“So what’s your plan?” Malone asked.
“I’ll use them against each other to get the full story of what happened to Willie. I’m pretty sure I know what happened to Lind. He outlived his usefulness. Thanks, Archie.”
He handed her the flash drive when he removed it from her computer. “My pleasure,” he said on his way out of the office.
“Well, it sounds like you’ve got everything under control, as usual,” Malone said.
“Almost everything,” she said with a wry grin.
“Anything I can do?”
“Put some pressure on the lab to get back to me about the bloody knife CSU found, and we’re going to need a nine-one-one DNA test done on Elle when we get her back here.”
“I’ll get on the lab and put Dr. McNamara on alert about the DNA test.” He was about to leave but turned back to her. “You’re really all right after this morning?”
“I’m fine. A few bruises, but he got the worst of it.”
“No one around here is sorry to hear that—or to see the last of him.”
“I doubt we’ve seen the last of him.”
“We have for now.”
“I’ll give you that.”
“I’ll let you get back to it.”
In the conference room, Ginger had finished the statement they needed from her.
“The Special Victims detectives will be taking over from here, and they’ll need to speak with you about the people who held you,” Sam said. “For our part, we need you to stay available.”
“Why?” Deanna Moreland asked. “Hasn’t she been through enough?”
“She’s a material witness in a murder investigation, among other things. We’ll need her to testify.”
“Oh, God.”
Sam gestured for Ginger’s mom to follow her outside the room and out of earshot of the girls. “There’ll be other trials, Mrs. Moreland,” Sam said. “Members of our team are out now rounding up everyone who was involved with the abduction of your daughter and numerous other children.”
“There’re more?” she asked.
“A lot more. And your daughter was instrumental in leading us to them. She’s been amazingly strong and very helpful.”
“That’s my Sarah. She’s been strong and capable all her life.”