“I’m not telling you this to aggrandize myself. I’m establishing the frame of reference. When I want someone found, they are brought to me within hours.” Mad Rogan glanced at me. “I can’t find Adam Pierce.” For a moment the calm mask slid and I saw straight into him. He wasn’t just frustrated. He was furious. “He’s moving through the city like a ghost,” Mad Rogan said. “He appears and disappears at will.”
