INT. - DR. PANTHER'S OFFICE to YARDLY HOUSE - AFTERNOON
Gerri towered over Angela's desk, Cici's receptionist's gulp of concern doing little to make the detective back off.
"What do you mean," she growled at the girl, "she's not here?"
"Dr. Panther is out for the afternoon," Angela squeaked before clearing her throat, reaching for the phone with a frown forming between her brows though her voice and hand shook. "You really need to go, Detective."
Gerri almost laughed. The girl thought she was threatening her, did she? Acting out of control? Crazy? She had no fucking clue.
But Cici would. Oh, would she ever. Gerri just had to find her first.
She stormed from the office, not caring if Angela called Captain King to complain. This was about Ray. And while Gerri might not be able to save her friend from that bitch of a mother of hers, there was no way she'd allow the therapist to screw Ray up any worse than she already was.