Chapter 2
Rafe Soliz's knuckles rapped against the metal door of a condo complex that overlooked the Intracoastal and the 79th Street Causeway, not far from his own home, but much more residential.
For hours he’d searched his friend Jose Perez's case file for the address of the sister, resorting to a paper trail because for some reason the information wasn't logged into the computer. He had called his partner multiple times, but Jose hadn’t answered. The murder case revealed the names of the victims and the family, though the boy's name wasn't listed. Strange, as Jose was a good officer.
This had to be the right place. Rafe needed to see Brandon. His knuckle beat against the door. Something about the boy had called to him a week ago. Did his son look like him? Did he have his thick brow
