Chapter Thirty-Eight

My office wasn’t big enough for all of us to work simultaneously so we switched to the dining room and spread paperwork everywhere. We were all either on the phone, on a laptop or busy reading through old articles.

Tank was a good tracker, hacker, whatever you wanted to call him. He found people for a living when he wasn’t active in our little team. Marlo could find an exact location if she had an idea of where to look. So far we hadn’t found much, not even a picture of this supposed Carlson Hall.

Elios was talking to people from all over asking questions about the missing children, since I had also agreed to take that assignment on. We were working double time and when Megan came home from work she’d sit and help us sort through stuff.

We’d been at it for three days when Lucas’s frame loomed in the doorway of the dining room and everyone just stared at him as he folded his arms across his chest and gave me a look that I knew all too well. It was his ‘what the fuck are you up to’ look