What She Found

"So you think someone else took Maya?"

Reese looked exhausted as he answered the question. Then he leaned back in his chair and laced his fingers behind his head.

"That doesn't seem likely."

Hayden blinked at him. "It makes sense. She disappeared and as far as we know, she's still alive." She frowned when he flinched at her words. "Ryan wasn't taken, and he was killed. It's different."

"Hayden." Reese closed his eyes, and pinched the bridge of his nose. Then glanced at her. "I know you want this person to be guilty. But placing blame on a possible non-existent suspect over a hunch—"

"Aren't you listening to me?" Hayden snapped. "Reese, please."

Hunter touched her elbow, and she turned to face him.

"I think we should go home now." He nodded at Reese. "We'll be in touch, Detective."