Not to go home. In an investigation with this much ground to cover, sleeping was a luxury reserved for people who didn’t know the Denbes, had never worked with the Denbes and were not currently assigned the task of finding the Denbes.In a missing person’s case, the odds of finding the people alive diminished dramatically after the first forty-eight to seventy-two hours. Which was worrisome, because the Denbe family had now been gone for almost exactly twenty-four hours. And as of this moment, the police had no direct contact from the family, no eyewitness accounts of a kidnapping, nor any reported sightings of the family from the general public.Tessa texted her daughter good night. She had not heard from Sophie all day, which either meant that Mrs. Ennis was doing a great job of keeping her occupied, or that Sophie was currently plotting her revenge. Tessa placed her odds at fifty-fifty, then told herself to let it go.If Sophie was upset, that was a conversation for later.Right now, the Denbe family needed her more.Tessa joined the blond FBI agent, Nicole, and the burly sergeant, Wyatt Foster.
