Taken
Language: English
Pages: 432
ISBN: 076421571X
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
An investigator who knows tragic loss firsthand,
and his new client, missing far too long...
Abducted at the age of sixteen and coerced into assisting the Jacoby crime family, Shannon Bliss has finally found a way out. She desperately wants to resume some semblance of normal life, but she also knows she has some unfinished business to attend to. She might have enough evidence to put her captors behind bars for a very long time.
When Shannon contacts private investigator Matthew Dane, a former cop, to help her navigate her reentry into society, he quickly discovers that gaining her freedom doesn't mean her troubles are over. If the Jacoby family learns she is still alive, they'll stop at nothing to silence her.
If justice is to be done, and if Shannon's life is ever to get on track again, Matthew will need to discover exactly what happened to her--even if it means stirring up a hornet's nest of secrets.
wasn’t easing off. The photographs could be a good distraction for Shannon. He could use that for this evening. He’d start there. Matthew sorted through the two shoeboxes of photo memory cards. Since an important priority on Shannon’s personal list was to establish a career as a photographer, reviewing the images would certainly give her a starting place. Simply sizing up the scope of the project would itself take some time, keep her occupied on a worthwhile endeavor. He found the extra laptop
justice,” she continued, reaching for the drink he had brought her, “and I want—I think I deserve—to have some control over what that all looks like related to the person who put this abduction into motion. I paid for that right with eleven years of my life. If it’s a stranger, throw the book at them. But if it was from within my family . . . I simply can’t put blind justice into motion. I’m the one likely to be hurt the most by that outcome. It hurts me and it hurts Jeffery. “I can just see it,
out would be a paper search. He saw a link to request one, twenty dollars for an hour of a researcher’s time. Given he knew exactly what dates to check, he would have an answer within a fraction of that hour. But when Shannon Bliss became part of the national news, the one handling the search for this name and this date was going to remember Sanford Bliss and might wonder what that search was about. Matthew saved the web page and took a different tack. He called the East Brisbane Police
she asked. “Sure, if only so I can tell Paul what I’m bringing him.” She carefully opened the stationery box. The papers inside were in cellophane sleeves, neatly stacked. “They’re very old letters. They’re worth something because of the signatures.” “How valuable?” “Maybe a few thousand? I don’t know for sure. Flynn had a romantic streak—he liked to be the one to tuck away things like this.” Shannon used his pocketknife to open the two square boxes. She grinned. “Interested in old
include her missing-person flyer in every customer mailing they put out—there have been millions of them distributed in the last eleven years. This has been an intense, sustained, and expensive search. He sold his interest in the family business in order to fund that effort.” “So he’s serious about finding his sister and may be open to taking some advice on how to proceed,” Matthew speculated. “I’d think so. He makes a point of mentioning her, asking for information from the public, at every