Chapter Thirty-Four

Beckett

“You said *he* took her,” Lach says, finally breaking the silence filling the cab of the SUV that they had picked me up in. “Who is he?”

Heaving a sigh, I pinch my eyes closed, the images of who I am sure is Harlow, forever ingrained in my mind.

“So for the last two months, we’ve been after this perp that we’ve been referring to as the surgeon. We didn’t know who this person was, man or wo