Retribution by Lynette Eason

Author:Lynette Eason [Eason, Lynette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC042060, FIC042040, FIC027110
ISBN: 9781441227126
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2015-03-16T04:00:00+00:00

12

Seated in the car in the bank parking lot, Dominic opened his laptop and clicked a few keys. Jillian’s nerves stretched taut. She sat in the backseat next to Colton, who looked over at the screen. Hunter filled the front passenger seat. FBI agents were working around the clock, the local police were questioning everyone they could find who might know something, and she knew close friends and family were praying. But Jillian needed something, anything. She need a sign, some clue that could give her hope that her girl was still alive. Please, Jesus.

Dominic pulled up the enlarged and enhanced picture of Tanner Brant and his passenger. Jillian huddled next to Colton and together they stared at the photo.

She squinted. “She’s got her head turned, but it’s definitely a woman.” And there was something about her, something . . .

“You’re right,” Colton said. He leaned closer. “She could just be someone Tanner took with him to the bank or it could be she’s involved in everything.”

“How do we find her?” Jillian asked.

Dominic took her hand. “We’ve got agents questioning Brant’s neighbors. Hopefully we’ll hear something soon.” His phone rang.

Colton leaned back and Jillian rested her head on his shoulder. He wrapped her in a fierce hug and just held her. She relished the security, then immediately felt guilty. Who was holding Meg? “Meg,” she whispered.

Wetness hit her cheek and she looked up into her husband’s face. Her big, strong, softhearted husband. Crying silently for his child in the backseat of one of his best friend’s car. She rubbed her palms across his cheeks, and he sniffed and turned his gaze to stare out the window. Jillian let him alone and tuned in to Dominic’s conversation.

“We’ll be right there.”

“Where?” she demanded.

Dominic started the car. “They picked up the basketball coach and are holding him down at the station.”

“Where was he?”

“Visiting his dad in a nursing home.”

Jillian’s surge of hope wilted. “Then he probably doesn’t know anything.”

“Only one way to find out,” Hunter said. He turned in his seat and met Jillian’s gaze. “There’s always hope until there’s not. You understand?”

She stared at him for a brief moment, then nodded. Megan was alive until they had proof she wasn’t. Jillian clung to the fragile hope.

“Let’s go.” Colton slapped the back of the seat and Jillian clutched his other hand as prayers winged upward.

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