Page 48 of Missing Justice

“Ha. Good one.”

“No. Really. Just the right amount of attentiveness balanced with teasing. You’re a natural.”

“You’re not so bad yourself with all the excited new-mother questions.”

“I thought that blonde was about to throttle me. She had a monster stick up her ass.”

Bye-bye cheerleader Taylor.

He pulled out of the lot while Taylor used the light on her phone to read through the binder. He shot a look at the page she stopped on—the anesthesiologist list. “We need to crosscheck all these doctors and see if any of them are Felicity’s. It might be a lead.”

“It says two of the caseworkers have been there since ’05 and ’07, respectively.”

“That’s good. We’ll look into them too. And the Lamaze meetings. I saw somewhere in the case notes that Walt and Felicity had attended a class the night before she disappeared. That might be something.”

“Did you notice the woman talking with Dottie?”

“The tall one with the diamonds?”

“That’s her. Who the hell was that?”

Taylor pursed her lips. “I wondered that too. She didn’t stay long, but I assume she works at the center. All in all, Mad Dog, I’d say this little excursion netted us a few possible leads.”

“Yep.” He held his hand up to high-five her. “Good work, Special Agent Sinclair.”

“You too, Mad Dog. We make a good team.”

He waggled his eyebrows. “In more ways than one.”