Deliverance: A Salvation Society Novel by Kimberly Knight & Salvation Society

Author:Kimberly Knight & Salvation Society [Knight, Kimberly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wild Thorns Press
Published: 2021-03-06T16:00:00+00:00

Before I left the warehouse, Frank called his doorman to inform him that I would be stopping by, but I didn't need to go to Frank's apartment. I wasn't a detective. If a woman left on her own without her cell phone or credit cards, she didn't want to be found—unless she had been kidnapped. Obviously, Quinn wasn't at the warehouse, so it wasn't Frank's guys. I supposed she could be in the hospital, so I made a mental note that if I didn't find anything out by tracking the taxi, I would check.

Walking toward Frank's building, a thought occurred to me. A guy I had served with in Somalia had started a security firm since leaving the Navy. I pulled out my phone to send a message to Jackson Cole on social media but then thought better of it. I didn't want to bring him into this world—this life. The last I’d seen online, he was married with two daughters, and he was obviously doing well for himself. He had told me when I was shot that he owed me, but this wasn't the favor I wanted to ask his help with.

The doorman opened the door for me, but I didn't enter. "Frank Russo called—"

"Oh, yes," the man replied. "I have the key at my desk."

"Actually"—I stuck my finger up to halt him—"you saw Mrs. Russo get into a yellow cab?"

"I did." He nodded.

"Do you know the car number?"

He shook his head. "No, I'm sorry. I didn't know I needed to get the number."

I smiled to put him at ease. It wasn't his responsibility to keep tabs on the residents. "That's okay." I looked up at the side of the building near the awning. "Are there cameras?"

"Yes, of course."

"Any chance I can take a look at the feed?"

"Sure." He walked through the doorway. "Let me grab the key to the security room."

I followed him down a short hallway to a door. He motioned to a monitor. "I haven't had much practice with this thing."

"That's okay. I can figure it out."

The doorman nodded and left me to it. It wasn't the same system I had at the penthouse, but after a few clicks, I found where the feed was being saved. Frank had told me that his wife had been missing for two days. Since I didn't know the time, I went back two days and started the footage at a semi-fast speed.

After a few minutes, my phone buzzed with a text:

Frank: Anything?

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