three years ago. Ro and I were following a lead on the disappearance of a politician’s daughter. Her cellphone had pinged off a tower just before Laiken County, so we’d questioned the locals, hoping someone might've seen or heard something useful. The only thing we managed to find was Kade. He’d been a right asshole, shoving a crumpled manilla folder in my face, insistent that we look at the information he'd gathered on a local girl that'd been missing for two years. I’d been impressed with his effort and the thoroughness of his knowledge. Something about the desperate way he angrily demanded
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