FINDING ELENA
“Now, I think there's something you should definitely see. A video. Coincidentally, it was uploaded on a small community blog. There is no major traffic yet, but it’s gathering views.”
Her stomach dropped. “What kind of video?”
“I'll send it shortly.”
He hesitated again, then added quietly,
“The tags include Boston, Essex, Lawrence, and a missing woman. Everything points to his wife.”
“Send it to me,” she said and ended the call.
Seconds later, her inbox pinged. She clicked the link, and the screen filled with a dimly lit room: a man sitting stiffly on a chair, his eyes glancing off-camera as though he was watching someone else in the room.