“We've got a lead. A solid one.” I close my eyes, relief flooding my system. A lead is far more preferable than a body. “A woman by the name of Sheena Wilcox phoned in the tip just a bit ago. She’s a CNA at Lyola Assisted Living. It seems one of her patients has been going on for a few days now about this girl that’s living under her porch.” Confusion swamps me, my eyebrows scrunching together as I try and make sense of Denvers statement.
