Chapter 3
When they reached the office, Jess went to his desk, and Gideon went to the phone. Jess didn’t speak, but Gideon recognized the tension in every line of his body and by the way he hunched over his books, almost defensively.
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The storm calmed sometime around dawn, but Gideon’s mood didn’t. Every passing hour led to further frustration. Rina was nowhere to be found. Derek was at the crime scene, but the extensive nature of the evidence meant forensics was taking its own sweet time collecting it. Every time Gideon called, he got the same old song and dance, was told to call back later, or better yet, to wait for Derek to call him. He debated going out again and showing up at the scene, but in the end, decided against it. He didn’t need to put Derek on the spot when the man didn’t know anything.