CHAPTER FIFTEEN
One hour later, at 9:30 a.m., Keri and Mags, who had insisted on joining her, were sitting in the parking lot of an industrial dry cleaning company across the street from the warehouse. Things had come together shockingly fast.
Keri hadn’t wanted Mags to come but got a firsthand look at how relentless her friend must be as an investigative reporter when she tried to warn her away.
“It might not be safe,” Keri had said. “And I can’t be focused on finding Evie and worrying about you at the same time.”
“You don’t have to worry about me,” Mags had assured her. “I’ll stay in the car the whole time. Besides, you’re half-comatose as it is. I’m worried you’ll fall asleep at the wheel. Let me drive and you can nap on the way.”
“I am tired,” Keri admitted. “But I still don’t thi
