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第4章

Keri waited anxiously in her car, eyeing the clock as she sat outside the offices of Weekly L.A., the alternative newspaper where she had asked Officer Jamie Castillo to meet her. It was also where her friend, Margaret "Mags" Merrywether, worked as a columnist.

Time was starting to run short. It was already 12:30 on Friday, roughly thirty-six hours from when her daughter was going to be raped and ritualistically murdered for the pleasure of a group of wealthy soul-sick men.

Keri saw Jamie walking down the street and shook the dark thoughts from her head. She needed to stay focused on how to prevent her daughter's death, not obsess on the awfulness of how it might unfold.

As she had requested, Jamie was wearing a civilian coat over her uniform to draw less notice. Keri waved at her from the driver's seat, getting her attention. Jamie smiled and headed for the car, her dark hair blowing in the bitter wind despite being pulled back in a ponytail. She was taller than Keri by a few inches and more athletic too. She was a Parkour enthusiast and Keri had seen what she could do under duress.

Officer Jamila Cassandra Castillo wasn't yet a detective. But Keri was sure that once she made it, she'd be a great. In addition to her physical skills, she was tough, smart, relentless, and loyal. She'd already put her own safety and even her job on the line for Keri. If she wasn't already partners with Ray, Keri knew who her next choice would have been.

Jamie got in the car gingerly, wincing involuntarily, and Keri remembered why. While on the hunt for the suspect who gave Keri her current injuries, Jamie had been in the proximity of a bomb that went off at the guy's apartment. It had killed one FBI agent, badly burned another, and left Ray with a chunk of glass in his right leg, something he hadn't mentioned since. Jamie had ended up with a concussion and some serious bruises.

"Weren't you just released from the hospital today?" Keri asked, incredulous.

"Yep," she said with pride in her voice. "They let me go this morning. I went home, changed into my uniform, and made it in to work ten minutes late. Lieutenant Hillman cut me some slack though."

"How are your ears?" Keri asked, referring to the hearing loss Jamie had suffered in the moments after the bomb blast.

"I can hear you fine right now. I get some intermittent ringing. The doctor says that should go away in a week or two. No permanent damage."

"I can't believe you're working today," Keri muttered, shaking her head. "And I can't believe I'm asking you to go above and beyond on your first day back."

"It's no problem," Jamie assured her. "I needed to get out for a bit. Everyone was treating me like a porcelain doll. But I do have to get right back or I'd hang out. I brought what you asked for, though."

She pulled a file out of her bag and handed it to Keri.

"Thanks."

"No problem. And before you ask, I used the 'general' username ID when I searched the database, so it won't be tracked to me. I assume there's a reason you didn't want me using my own ID. And I further assume there's a reason you didn't volunteer anything about why you asked for this stuff?"

"You assume correctly," Keri said, hoping Jamie would leave it at that.

"And I assume you're not going to tell me what's going on or let me help in any way?"

"It's for your own good, Jamie. The less you know the better. And the less anyone knows you helped me, the better for what I'm doing."

"Okay. I trust you. But if you find that at some point down the road you do need help, you have my number."

"I do," Keri said, giving Castillo's hand a squeeze.

She waited until the officer had returned to her car and pulled out into the street before getting out of her own. Gripping the file Castillo had given her tightly to her body, Keri hurried up the steps and into the Weekly L.A. building, where Mags, and hopefully some answers, were waiting for her.

*

Two hours later, there was a knock on the door of the conference room where Keri had set up shop and had been poring over documents. The large table in the center of the room was covered in papers.

"Who is it?" she asked. The door opened slightly. It was Mags.

"Just checking in," she said. "I wanted to see if you could use any help, darling."

"Actually, I could use a little break. Come on in."

Mags stepped inside, shut and locked the door behind her, made sure the blinds were still fully closed so no one could see in, and walked over. Once again, Keri marveled at how she had become friends with what was essentially the live-action version of Jessica Rabbit.

Margaret Merrywether was over six feet tall, even without the high heels she usually wore. Statuesque, with milky-white skin, ample curves, flaming red hair matched by her ruby red lips, and bright green eyes, she seemed like she'd stepped out of the pages of a high-fashion magazine for Amazon women.

And that was all before she opened her mouth to reveal an accent that suggested Scarlett O'Hara, only slightly undercut by a tart tongue that was more Rosalind Russell in His Girl Friday. Only that mildly biting tone hinted at Margaret's (Mags to her friends) alter ego. It turned out she also went by the pseudonym "Mary Brady," the alternative paper's muckraking columnist who had brought down local politicians, uncovered corporate malfeasance, and called out dirty cops.

Mags was also a happily divorced mother of two, made even wealthier after she parted ways from her banker ex-husband. Keri had met her while working a case and after some initial suspicion that her whole persona was some elaborate form of performance art, a friendship had blossomed. Keri, who didn't have many friends outside of work, was happy to be the boring one for once.

Mags sat down in the seat beside Keri and looked at the collage of police documents and newspaper clippings spread out on the table.

"So, my dear, you asked me to collect copies of every article the paper had ever written on Jackson Cave. And I see that you asked someone in the department to do the same with everything they have on him. Then you locked yourself in here for two hours. Are you ready to tell me what's going on?"

"I am," Keri said. "Just give me a moment first."

She got up, pulled a bug detector out of her bag, and proceeded to sweep the entire conference room. Mags raised her eyebrows but didn't seem stunned.

"You know, darling," she began, "I'm hardly one to tell you you're being overcautious. But I have this sort of thing done professionally twice a week."

"I have no doubt," Keri said. "But thanks for humoring me. This was given to me by a techie friend I trust."

"Someone in the department?" Mags asked.

"No, he's actually a mall security guard. It's a long story but let's just say the guy knows his stuff and he owed me a favor, so when I asked for a recommendation for a good bug detector, he gave me this as a gift."

"That sounds like a long story I might like to hear when we have a bit more time," Mags said.

Keri nodded absentmindedly as she continued to sweep the room. Mags smiled and waited patiently. When Keri was done and found nothing, she sat back down.

"Okay, here it is," she said and launched into her history with Cave, much of which Mags was already familiar with.

In fact, her friend had even recently helped her lure out information from an assassin-for-hire with a connection to Cave. He was a man known only as the Black Widower, a mystery figure who drove a black Lincoln Continental without plates.

Months earlier, Keri had watched on security camera footage as he casually killed the man who'd been holding Evie, shoved Evie into his trunk, and disappeared with her into the night, all, Keri suspected, on the orders of Cave.

Somehow, Mags had managed find a way to anonymously reach out to the Black Widower. It turned out that he was happy to pass on a lead about Evie's whereabouts for a hefty price. He seemed to have no loyalties, which worked out well for Keri in that instance because his information ultimately led to her learning of the existence of the Vista event.

But while some of the particulars, like the Black Widower connection, were old news to her, Mags said nothing. She didn't interrupt once, although she pulled out a notepad and took occasional notes. She listened intently, from the beginning all the way up to the call from Susan Granger this morning about Evie being the Blood Prize at the Vista.

When she was sure Keri was done, she asked a question.

"I understand your predicament, Keri. And I'm horrified for you. But I still don't understand. Why are you staring at hundreds of papers about Mr. Cave?"

"Because I'm at my wits' end, Mags. I have no more leads. I have no more clues. The only thing I know for certain is that Jackson Cave is somehow involved in my daughter's case."

"You're certain?" Mags asked.

"Yes," Keri said. "I don't think he was initially. He probably had no idea that one of his abductors' victims was my daughter. After all, I wasn't even a detective at the time. I was a college professor. Her disappearance is the reason I became a cop. I don't even know at what point I really attracted his interest. But at some point he must have pieced together that the kid the lady detective was searching for was abducted by someone he had commissioned."

"And you think he sought out her location?" Mags asked. "You think he knows where she is now?"

"Those are two very different questions. I'm sure that at some point he did investigate her location. It would have been in his interest to know her circumstance. But that would have been well before I started to sniff him out. Once he suspected I was looking into him, I have no doubt he made sure that he couldn't be connected to her. He knows that if I thought he could lead me to Evie, I'd follow him day and night. He probably worries that I'd kidnap him and torture him to get her location."

"Would you?" Mags asked, more curiously than accusingly.

"I would. A million times over I would."

"Me too," Mags whispered.

"So I don't think that Jackson Cave knows where my daughter is or who has her. But I do think he knows individuals who know individuals who know where she is. I think he could find out her current location if he was so inclined. And I think that he could direct her to be at a specific location at a particular time if he wanted. That's what I think is going on. I think Evie is the Blood Prize because he wants her to be. And somehow, his wishes have been conveyed to the people who can make it happen."

"So you want to follow that trail?"

"No," Keri said. "The maze from him to her is too complicated for me to figure out, even if I had unlimited time, which I obviously don't. That's a rabbit hole I won't go down. But I started to realize, all this time I've only been looking at Jackson Cave as an opponent, the mastermind who is keeping me from my daughter, this malevolent force out to destroy my family."

"He's not?" Mags asked, sounding surprised and almost offended.

"He is. But that's not how he sees himself. And that's not what he always was. I realized that I have to forget my preconceptions to learn who this guy is and what makes him tick."

"Why do you care what makes him tick?"

"Because I can't beat him if I don't understand how he thinks, what his motives are. And if I don't understand what's really important to him deep down, I'll never get leverage over him. And that's what I really need, Mags-leverage. This guy isn't going to volunteer any information to me. But if I can determine what matters most to him, maybe I can use that to get my daughter back."

"How?"

"I have no idea…yet."

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