Jeff sat on a chair while the Police chief gave him a look that made him felt like a schmuck deep in senescence. He knew that look. The type Melly gave him when he told her about her real parents. There was pity and disbelieve in it.
It was not a doddle getting him here to talk to him. He had looked for Detective Jack Linderhum, the guy who tried to re-open the case and went to question Mr Grant or Maria before the case was closed again finally. It took one month trying to reach him and not getting arrested. When he finally met him, which was a dicey step, he told him what he knew about Richard and his wife. He told him they had Melly in captivity if she was alive.
God! The last seven months had been hell. He recuperated fully after four months and at once hit the town looking for Mell
