“I can make time for ten missing people.” Ronan isn’t about to sit here and do nothing. These ten women might already be dead, but if they’re not, well, Ronan wants to get moving to find them.
“Thank you. I knew I could count on you. I’ve already asked if I can put you on this case as a consultant, like we have before, and the governor has approved the request. You know the drill: do your thing, send in reports, we’ll send you information, and save the receipts for your expenses,” Chris rattles off; he looks a little relieved.
“Not my first rodeo,” Ronan points out.
“I know. Here’s the file of what we have so far, details on the missing women and girls—where they were taken from, and everything else.” Chris hands Ronan a thick police file, but then, it contains the lives of ten women in black-and-white facts, which strikes Ronan as sad, but he shakes it off.