CHAPTER 102. A Thing Called Desperation
Detective Norton pounded the table angrily before running to the precinct IT department and asking them to put a trace on that cell phone. He had also recognized that it was a local number, and that meant two things: First, Miranda had played him like a fool to buy time, and second, she didn't care anymore if she was found, so whatever she was planning to do, she had unfortunately done it already.
He gave the number to one of the technicians and waited impatiently as they began their search.
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