Allentown

“What’s going on?” Sid’s heart started beating ten times faster and the adrenaline was a fuel for a rapidly arriving anxiety; the captain could almost sense his hands starting to tremble.

“I am agent Ramirez,” the taller one introduced himself, then pointed to his partner; “and this is agent Stevenson. We are investigating the disappearance of Anna O’Conner.”

find me, Sidney