To Gonzo, Sam said, “Let’s get Jaycee’s mother on the phone and find out where she is.”

He went to see to that while Sam guided Cam into the conference room.

“This is exactly what I was afraid of. I told Gigi we should take a break, but she wouldn’t have it. She said we’re cops, and we can take care of ourselves. But what if Jaycee hurts her?” His voice caught. “I don’t know what I’d do.”

Sam kept a hand on his shoulder while she put through a call to Gigi’s partner, Dani Carlucci.

“Hey, LT, what’s up?”

“Cameron is here and says he can’t get in touch with Gigi. He said her phone is off.”

“We never shut off our phones.”

“He’s worried. Do you have a key to her place?”

“No, but her mother would. Should I call her?”

“I think so. Gonzo and Cam will meet you there.”

“I’m on it.”

“Keep me posted.”

“Will do.”

Gonzo came back from calling Jaycee’s mother. “She hasn’t seen her since last night. She can’t track her phone.”

“Go with Cam to Gigi’s place. Dani is calling Gigi’s mother to get keys and meeting you there.”

“Should we get SWAT over there to ram the door?” Gonzo asked.

Sam thought about that for a second. “Yeah, do it.”

“Address?” Gonzo asked.

Cameron gave it to him.

Gonzo made the call

“You don’t really think…” Cameron swallowed hard.

Sam put a hand on his shoulder. “Try not to think the worst.”

“Right, why would I do that?” He seemed to realize who he was talking to. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be. Go with Gonzo and keep me in the loop.”

As they took off, Sam hoped and prayed that Gigi was okay. Then she had to get herself together and force her head back into the interrogation of Richard Kent.

Captain Dawkins came into the pit. “What’s up with you guys calling SWAT?” He was tall and thick, with reddish-gold hair and broken blood vessels in his face.

“It’s possible that Detective Dominguez is in some sort of trouble, and we need their help breaching her residence.”

“What makes you think she’s in trouble?”

Summoning patience she didn’t have, she quickly recapped the trouble Detective Green’s ex-girlfriend had caused since he’d begun seeing Detective Dominguez, including throwing a rock through Detective Green’s window and narrowly missing them.

“Lotta drama in your squad, huh?”

“Pardon me?”

“Always something happening with some member of your team.”

“How is being harassed by an ex who can’t take no for an answer drama on our part?”

“Just saying. Seems like a lot.”

“Are you here to help? If not, I have work to do.”

When he didn’t reply, she opened the door to interview two, went in and shut the door, sitting across from Richard Kent, who was still wearing the black shirt with the restaurant’s logo. His wispy blond hair was standing on end, and he looked terrified.

Good. She wanted him afraid.

“Why’d you run from us?”