The nearest middle school? There was an online scan of a yearbook photo. A girl with curly black hair and glasses, stick thin, hugging a red-haired girl. The body type was a match.
There she is… With Emma, too.
It didn’t answer everything, but she could feel a piece of the puzzle click into place.
A pretty damn big piece of the puzzle.
She set the trawler to abandon its monitoring of web traffic and start digging through archives at the city hall, to scan the old security footage from the hundreds of cameras around the city, and to check all local news articles. The goal was always the same: to look for the girl with the slight build, curly black hair and glasses. Taylor Hebert.
Well, now we know how she’s gonna get in touch with her, if she remembers she wanted to do so.
I suppose it might get awkward that Dragon doesn’t remember their last conversation when she does.
She had to manage this carefully. Colin’s own experiences indicated that approaching the girl would be a delicate process. Having a real conversation with her would be doubly precarious.
Oh, certainly.
It would be reckless to attempt to contact a parent, but she could try being discreet to get some kind of verification from the parents. Just to be certain.
Ohh boy.
Danny time, huh? Maybe we won’t get to see it, but whatever Dragon is going to do to get discreet verification, chances are Danny will be confused and maybe upset.
And maybe begin putting some pieces together himself.
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