“He was running for his life.” Jack still hadn’t caught his breath yet.
“You want to keep searching?” she asked.
“Yes. Let me call in search helicopters and K-9s.” Jack had a feeling it was probably already too late. He ground his molars. He had let the guy slip through his fingers.
“Good.” Terra exhaled. “Because right now, it looks like he’s a murderer.”
His stomach clenched at her words. He shot her a look. “Neva Bolz?”
Terra gave him a grim nod. “When you ran after him, I had to check the house to make sure Neva didn’t need assistance, and ... I found her in the kitchen.”
“I’m sorry.”
“A police cruiser, responding quickly to my initial call for backup, appeared moments later, and then I left to find you. At first I thought I’d lost you, but I heard a lot of movement and followed that. Then I heard your voice.” Lifting her hand, she shaded her eyes.
I’m sorry you had to be the one to find her.
Jim, and now Neva?
God, help us to catch him before someone else dies. Help us find him. Help us dig up the root of this whole mess.