He turned off his phone. “Show me where the safe is.”
“You’re late, Detective,” she said, her voice a dry rasp. “I sent you the file name eleven years ago. I knew you’d decode it eventually.” Massage-Parlor.13.09.11.Sofia.Delgado.Room.6.XX...
Sofia Delgado. Alive. Residing in a small coastal town under a new identity. He turned off his phone