by finding her and nail whoever’s responsible.”
Sara rose from the couch and swiped at her tear -stained face. “You’re right. We need answers.” She moved to the breakfast counter, sat down, and pulled a pad of paper and pen toward her. She glanced over her shoulder. “What do we know?”
Lexi paced the living room, trying to work out her confusion . “We know she was undercover in Sampson.” Lexi chewed on her bottom lip. “Did she say what she was working on?”
Sara shook her head. “No. The last thing s she told me was she was about to make an arrest and she’d met a man she was interested in.”
Lexi nodded toward the paper. “Then that’s where we start. We figure out what she was working on and find the guy.” Lexi started walking down the h all to her room with renewed determination. Catherine needed her, and she was damn sure going to do everything in her power to help her.
“Where are you going?”
“To change and grab my bag.” She stopped and turned. “We need to know what she was working on, and there’s only one person who has that answer.” Lexi crossed her arms over her chest. “I’m going to see your dad.”
Sara set the pen down and turned in her seat. “ He’s not going to let us help in the investigation. We’re too emotionally close to the situation.”
Lexi dropped her arms and raised her brow. “ That’s exactly why they’re going to let us help. Who knows Catherine better than you and I do? We’re the obvious choices.” She leaned against the wall, crossing one foot over the other. “They may have a possible killer on the loose, but they also have an investigation that never got finished. I don’t know about you, but I plan to find her and finish what she started.”
Sara nodded as she hopped off the stool and walked with purposeful strides toward Lexi. “You’re going to need my help. Let’s face it . I’m a better negotiator, and together we can convince anyone that we deserve to do this, including my father.”
Sara’s smile didn’t reach her eyes. There was a sadness in them that Lexi felt deep in her heart. They needed to do this. “You say negotiator… I say manipulator.”
Sara raised a brow. “Whatever works. Besides, Daddy could never tell me no, and if he tries, then I’ll turn on the waterworks. He’ll be putty in my hands. I haven’t had a good cry in front of him since I was a teenager. It works every time.”
Lexi turned the corner into her room. “I’m glad you’re in my corner. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
Sara leaned against the doorway. “Good lord willing, you’ll never find out. As long as there’s a breath left in me, I’ll always have your back.”
Lexi pulled Sara into a tight hug. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I’m grateful you’re my friend.”
Sara’s smile reached her eyes this time as she hugged her back. “Two peas in a pod. We should’ve been sisters.”
Lexi chuckled and walked to her suitcase. “We are s isters, just not the blood kind, and Catherine is too. That’s why we’re going to do whatever it takes to find her.”
Sara tapped the doorway as she turned. “Why don’t you take a shower and then we’ll head out ?”
G rabbing some of her clothes, Lexi disappeared into her bathroom. Gently closing the door behind her, she leaned against it for support. With her back pressed against the door, She slid down and landed on her butt, clenching the clothes against her tightening chest as her own tears started to free-fall down her face. Her heart ached, and her body shook as she let the realization set in on what the possible outcome might be. She covered her mouth with her hand to stifle her sobs. The emotion ripped from her chest as her lips trembled. The walls of her chest felt as though they were caving in.
Deep down , all she felt was an unfamiliar, intense fear, fear for Catherine’s life. She’d cried the night her parents were killed. She’d