The missing pages bothered me more than anything else in the file and while everyone continued searching the archive, I sat staring at the empty gap where the record should have been.
Someone had removed them. Not by accident and not recently. The torn edges made that obvious.
Whoever built this archive had decided those pages were too important to leave behind.
Which meant they were probably the pages I needed the most.
Casey sat across from me with three laptops open and several stacks of documents spread around him while his fingers moved constantly across the keyboard.
The deeper he dug the worse his expression became. That wasn’t unusual anymore.
“What now?” Brax asked.
Casey didn’t answer immediately. He continued typing and then typed some more before he finally looked
