Let Her Vanish (A Fiona Red FBI Suspense Thriller—Book 12) by Blake Pierce

Author:Blake Pierce [Pierce, Blake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2024-05-05T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Fiona's fingers moved deftly, as if the keyboard beneath them might hold the secrets to unlock a mystery that had turned personal the moment a dead moth landed in her mailbox. Eyes darting between the luminous glow of her laptop screen and the scattered files before her, she felt the weight of the sterile briefing room at FBI Headquarters pressing in around her. Jake was there—steady as ever—with his own computer open, his profile etched in concentration under the harsh fluorescent lights.

"Red," he called softly, using the nickname that seemed to tether her to something familiar in all this chaos. She glanced up briefly, acknowledging him with a nod, before returning her focus to Evelyn Adams's profile.

Evelyn, an art tutor with a gentle smile that belied her tragic end, became the third entry in a series of lives cut short. Harriet Miller's name echoed in Fiona's mind, a haunting reminder of the cold case that had once been Jake's initiation into a world where answers were often overshadowed by more questions. Ava Madden, too, a school teacher whose dedication to her students had been snuffed out by a killer's cruel design.

What linked these women together wasn't their shared fate; it was their vocations. Each one had been a guide, a mentor—educators who nurtured minds and fostered creativity. Fiona's heart raced as the pattern emerged like a specter from the fog of data. They were tutors or teachers, every one of them. But why? Why would their noble profession make them targets?

A chill skittered down Fiona's spine, and for a fleeting moment, she allowed herself to wonder if this was more than just a case. The presence of moths, a symbol so entwined with her own passion for entomology, seemed to mock her from beyond the grave. Could the killer know her? Was there a message in this madness meant for her eyes only?

She shook her head, dispelling the creeping paranoia. That path led to distraction, and she couldn't afford to lose herself in baseless conjecture—not when lives were at stake. Fiona's gaze hardened as she combed through Evelyn's digital footprint, searching for anything that could shed light on why someone might want her—and the others—dead. Her professional detachment wavered as she considered Evelyn not just as a victim but as a person who had lived with dreams and plans now forever unfulfilled.

"Anything?" Jake's voice broke through her reverie, tinged with the same frustration that clawed at her resolve.

"Still working through it," Fiona replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "But there has to be a reason all three victims are educators. There's a connection here—we're just missing it."

"Let's keep digging then," Jake said with a determination that bolstered her spirits. "We'll find it, Red. We have to."

Fiona's fingers hesitated above the keyboard, her mind racing with the fragments of information that seemed to slither away just as she tried to grasp them. The Death's Head Moth, the chemical agent, the Blue Dandelion—it was like trying to assemble a puzzle in the dark.

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