Chapter 66: Waiting, Part 1
Friday, four days in captivity
The days and nights seemed to slip away with no communication from Cianne's captors. The private investigators Tristan hired hadn't offered any useful information either. The fact of the matter was that the person or persons holding her left nothing that could be traced. There were no prints on the letter other than Cianne's and the photo was a dead end. There was nothing to go on and nothing stood out.
Tristan racked his brain trying to think of who would do this. He already knew the why. The problem was, money could motivate just about anyone to become a kidnapper; everyone was a suspect and that was the plain truth.
Four days had passed and with each day Tristan sank deeper inside himself. He couldn't trust anyone but himself, and he was starting to think that even he was becoming unreliable.
He was hearing things; he was hearing Cianne in his head.