Free Beautifully Broken (The Broken Series Book 2) by K.S. Ruff

the
Department of Homeland Security because of the possible connection to the bombs
at the Pentagon. They have far more resources at their disposal than I do.
Still, I don’t trust them to keep me in the loop. Phil and I are doing what we
can, but we’re having a really tough time getting a lead on this guy. His name
is too common.”
    “I
know. Why do you think I had so much trouble tracking him down when Morris took
Kri last November?” Dan responded irritably.
    Kadyn
opened the blinds on the sliding glass doors. He stared unseeingly through the
glass. “Dan, there has got to be some way to narrow this down. Do you have any
idea where the guy was last seen?”
    Dan
sighed. “The last location I could place Garcia was Boca Raton, Florida. His
trail disappears after that.”
    Kadyn
stilled when he heard something shatter on the other end of the phone line.
    “I
can’t believe she’s gone again. How much shit can one woman get into?” Dan
gritted angrily.
    Kadyn
turned away from the sliding glass doors. He began pacing across Kri’s living
room as he sought ways to narrow the search. “We’re assuming the guy speaks
Portuguese, since he lived in Portugal for some period of time. We know he’s
fluent in French. Do you know if he speaks any other languages?”
    “I
don’t know of any other languages, aside from English. It is possible, though. Kimme
told me that Garcia grew up in a French boarding school. He prefers to speak
French, so he clearly identifies with that culture. Maybe he prefers living
there. Maybe he took her to France.”
    Kadyn
stopped pacing. “I was thinking the same thing. Still, if the guy is smart
enough to pull off what he did at the Pentagon without leaving a trail, then he’s
smart enough to know that France is the first place we’d look.”
    Dan
quietly considered Kadyn’s argument. Finally, he spoke. “You make a good point.
This guy is far from stupid. Still, he just might be arrogant enough to hide
her in the most obvious place, assuming that we would immediately rule it out.”
    Kadyn
walked down the hallway toward Kri’s bedroom. He leaned against the doorway as
he peered inside the room. “He could be in any English, French, or Portuguese speaking
country. Portuguese isn’t all that far off from Spanish, so I would add Spanish
speaking countries to the list.”
    “Agreed,”
Dan responded reluctantly.
    Kadyn
sighed in frustration. “I don’t have a lot of leave time left, between the time
I took off to find Kri in Trout Lake and our trip to the Bahamas in April. How
am I supposed to manage this large of an investigation when I have to work?”
    “I
don’t know, Kadyn. This is going to be a lot more difficult than the last time.
This guy has far more resources at his disposal than Morris did, and that gives
him the ability to broaden the playing field across the entire globe. I think
you did the right thing by pulling the feds in on this one. Still, this is
Krissy we’re talking about. We can’t just sit on our asses in the hopes that
the feds will do their job. I’ll keep digging and see what I can find.”
    Kadyn
pushed off the door frame and walked back toward the living room. “Thanks, Dan.
Listen, I need you to keep this quiet. We have got to keep this out of the news
for as long as we can. I don’t want to give him an excuse to bury her someplace
where we’ll never find her.”
    “Consider
it done,” Dan replied before abruptly ending the call.
    Kadyn
slipped the phone inside his pocket. He reached for the front door, then paused.
He slowly turned around. His eyes took in the apartment. He could still see her
here in every possible space… the kitchen, the breakfast bar, the chair, the
couch, even sitting on the floor. He could still see her cooking, reading,
laughing, and crying. He could feel her everywhere and nowhere at once. Kadyn gave
Kri’s living room one last longing look as he gathered the strength to walk
away. Silently, he stepped over the