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professor is a busy man, not to suggest you aren’t, however, Mr. Davenport also wanted us to talk to you about his daughter’s record as well. So, we’re killing two birds with one stone.” She caught Sean’s smile from her peripheral.
“Understandable, seeing as he sent someone all this way,” Fleming said.
Sara noticed how the older man didn’t pay any attention to Sean.
“So, Harland gave us three names and we’ve already spoken with two of the students, but he also gave us the name Monica. He said she is also in the class with Halie.”
“Ah, yes, Monica Fuller.”
“You know who she is right off?”
“I know all my students, Mrs. McKinley.”
“Sara, please.”
He smiled. “Sara.”
“Do you know where we could find her?”
“Of course. She lives in the dorms.” He went to the keyboard on his desk and lifted his eyeglasses up from the chain that was dangling around his neck. “I don’t have their residences memorized.”
Sara smiled at him, thankful that he didn’t as that extent of knowledge would cross the border of what was appropriate.
“Here we go.” Arthur proceeded to tap his hands on the surface of his desk, apparently searching for something. “Do you have a pen?”
“If you tell me, I’ll remember.”
“Beautiful and smart.”
Sara glanced over at Sean and he smiled at her. She was happy to see that his jealous nature was transforming to pride instead.
Arthur rhymed off the details of where they could find Monica.
“Thank you very much for your help.” Sara stood.
“Any time, but is that all you needed?”
“Yes, it—”
Sean’s cell phone rang and he excused himself to go into the hallway to answer it. Sara followed behind.
The conversation was mostly one-sided and she sensed something had gone terribly wrong.
Sean hung up and leveled eyes with her. “The case has just taken on a life of its own.”
“Sean?”
“That was Reanne. The ransom call came in just a few minutes ago. Halie Davenport was kidnapped. She also said the caller was the same one who answered Halie’s cell phone Monday night.”
Infatuation
THEY HEADED FOR MONICA’S DORM room, hurrying across campus in a slow jog, Sara’s steps a little ahead of Sean’s.
“How long do we have?” she asked.
“Until tomorrow night at seven.”
“And the recording of the call. Can we hear it?” she asked.
“Unfortunately, PD confiscated it for security purposes. They are reviewing it for clues.”
“What about Davenport’s copy? He made it clear he recorded calls.”
“They took that too.”
“Who knows, if we could just hear it.” She paused for a second. “And how are we supposed to be in two places at once? I mean the kidnapper would be down here, but the girl doesn’t have any money. Halie was targeted because of who her father is.”
He loved the determination that came off her with this case and her focus was on a happy ending. While he had faith in their abilities, a part of him doubted being able to bring this one to a perfect resolution. After all, it had been days already, and even though he knew the ransom call was just made, the delay didn’t sit well with him. Was the girl already dead and the ransom call an afterthought?
She stood to the side of Monica’s door and let Sean knock.
The door flung open, exposing a messy inside with clothes strewn all over the bed and the floor. He held his hand up to Sara and went in slowly. He looked around and came face to face with a female student. His arms shot up, covering his face—the memory of the burning mace ever clear in his mind. “Are you Monica Fuller?”
The brunette appraised him, her eyes drifting from his feet to his eyes. Her mouth lifted in a lazy smile, her brown eyes narrowing seductively. “I can be whoever you want me to be.”
She leaned in, reaching for his hand, and he caught a whiff of alcohol.
His cop instincts were buzzing but Monica didn’t appear hurt. “Are you
“Understandable, seeing as he sent someone all this way,” Fleming said.
Sara noticed how the older man didn’t pay any attention to Sean.
“So, Harland gave us three names and we’ve already spoken with two of the students, but he also gave us the name Monica. He said she is also in the class with Halie.”
“Ah, yes, Monica Fuller.”
“You know who she is right off?”
“I know all my students, Mrs. McKinley.”
“Sara, please.”
He smiled. “Sara.”
“Do you know where we could find her?”
“Of course. She lives in the dorms.” He went to the keyboard on his desk and lifted his eyeglasses up from the chain that was dangling around his neck. “I don’t have their residences memorized.”
Sara smiled at him, thankful that he didn’t as that extent of knowledge would cross the border of what was appropriate.
“Here we go.” Arthur proceeded to tap his hands on the surface of his desk, apparently searching for something. “Do you have a pen?”
“If you tell me, I’ll remember.”
“Beautiful and smart.”
Sara glanced over at Sean and he smiled at her. She was happy to see that his jealous nature was transforming to pride instead.
Arthur rhymed off the details of where they could find Monica.
“Thank you very much for your help.” Sara stood.
“Any time, but is that all you needed?”
“Yes, it—”
Sean’s cell phone rang and he excused himself to go into the hallway to answer it. Sara followed behind.
The conversation was mostly one-sided and she sensed something had gone terribly wrong.
Sean hung up and leveled eyes with her. “The case has just taken on a life of its own.”
“Sean?”
“That was Reanne. The ransom call came in just a few minutes ago. Halie Davenport was kidnapped. She also said the caller was the same one who answered Halie’s cell phone Monday night.”
Infatuation
THEY HEADED FOR MONICA’S DORM room, hurrying across campus in a slow jog, Sara’s steps a little ahead of Sean’s.
“How long do we have?” she asked.
“Until tomorrow night at seven.”
“And the recording of the call. Can we hear it?” she asked.
“Unfortunately, PD confiscated it for security purposes. They are reviewing it for clues.”
“What about Davenport’s copy? He made it clear he recorded calls.”
“They took that too.”
“Who knows, if we could just hear it.” She paused for a second. “And how are we supposed to be in two places at once? I mean the kidnapper would be down here, but the girl doesn’t have any money. Halie was targeted because of who her father is.”
He loved the determination that came off her with this case and her focus was on a happy ending. While he had faith in their abilities, a part of him doubted being able to bring this one to a perfect resolution. After all, it had been days already, and even though he knew the ransom call was just made, the delay didn’t sit well with him. Was the girl already dead and the ransom call an afterthought?
She stood to the side of Monica’s door and let Sean knock.
The door flung open, exposing a messy inside with clothes strewn all over the bed and the floor. He held his hand up to Sara and went in slowly. He looked around and came face to face with a female student. His arms shot up, covering his face—the memory of the burning mace ever clear in his mind. “Are you Monica Fuller?”
The brunette appraised him, her eyes drifting from his feet to his eyes. Her mouth lifted in a lazy smile, her brown eyes narrowing seductively. “I can be whoever you want me to be.”
She leaned in, reaching for his hand, and he caught a whiff of alcohol.
His cop instincts were buzzing but Monica didn’t appear hurt. “Are you
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