Carl handed the phone to one of the security guys. “See if you can pull any data from that. I think the intersection he mentions isn’t too far from where Mrs. Greyer’s vehicle was found. Get me the maps. And run all of the home sites within a hundred-mile radius. It’s remote. We need to find out who lives there.”
Carl ushered William to the living room. He sat with his head in his hands. “She’s the only thing I’ve ever really loved. Goddammit, Carl, I did this. Whoever this is, is doing it because of me,” he said with a heavy sigh. “If she’s harmed any further than she already has been, I don’t know what I’ll do.”
I did this.Carl nodded. “I understand. And it’s my opinion that we hand this over to the FBI and let them do what they do. This is serious, William. The photographs clearly sho
