Jack hadn’t called her. Her assistance on the Natalie Fuentes case had been requested. Immediately. But instead of Jack Bowman showing up at her door to ply her with his unique brand of persuasion, Special Agent Ray Santos of the FBI had made the invitation by phone. And Fiona had accepted. She’d stepped out of her afternoon art class, taken a three-minute phone call from Santos, and jumped right in her Honda. And now she barreled down the interstate thinking of Jack. He’d put his heart into this case, and whether he realized it or not, it had just been ripped away from him. She suspected he knew. And she suspected he was pissed. Royally. The Grainger County Sheriff’s Office, in conjunction with the FBI, was now leading the investigation. According to Santos, federal and local investigators were looking into the murder of Natalie Fuentes, as well as two suspicious disappearances in Grainger County, on the theory that the incidents were connected. What had started out as a determined effort on the part of one small-town police chief had just turned into one of the biggest joint law enforcement efforts in the state, because whether by plan or happenstance, the man Jack was hunting had finally made headlines.
