Chapter 25: CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

(DUAL POV) HENDRIX’S POV I hadn’t slept since the photo arrived. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face bruised, terrified, calling out for me. The police had advised me to stay put, to let them handle it, but I couldn’t just sit around while the woman I loved was somewhere in pain. I had spread copies of the photograph across my desk, analyzing every corner, every faint shadow, every smudge. I enlarged it, flipped it, stared at it until my eyes burned. Somewhere in that image...