Little by little, Reed’s muscles loosened. This was irrational emotion speaking. Not facts. Not some hidden evidence that had somehow resurfaced after twenty years. Everyone but a few die-hard obsessives knew that Tess had been a typical teenager, tired of living in a volatile home. She’d looked around, seen nothing to keep her there, and taken off for parts unknown. Fiona zeroed in on him just as he had the thought.
