For the rest of the morning and into the afternoon James, Peter, Riley and another agent spend time going over every new detail. The link between the suspect and the victims’ family throws a completely different spin on the entire investigation. They also discover a possible, albeit tenuous, motive – jealously. With James’ limited memory of Garrett Smith during their shared school years they uncover a strange obsession with his late wife, Penelope. The connections the FBI have are unprecedented and they manage to access records of therapy sessions he attended briefly near the end of his final year at school. According to his therapist’s notes he spoke often of ‘P.W’, although he never mentioned who he or she was to him or their full name. Now they know. He also showed signs of mental instability, something Peter and James wish they didn’t know. It puts all sorts of things in their minds, not least putting the scar on Clara’s eyebrow at the forefront of James’. Could he be responsible for that mark on his daughter’s once flawless face? The idea chills him to the bone. Riley shows the men more pictures taken by his undercover agents of the ranch their daughters were being held on. Now, the day after James’ uncelebrated birthday, the twenty-first of April, it’s over twenty-four hours since that same ranch exploded into a fireball of debris, the girls managing to make their escape in the mayhem. Two shocked fathers learn of their girls’ bravery in using a ranch hand’s truck to get away, and they’re relieved to hear that the man the agents are protecting is the man responsible for their escape. Air crackles tensely around the group as Riley shows them a candid photo of a silhouette in the window in the dead of night. It was taken from a fair distance and is slightly blurred by sheets of rain but both men can clearly see the shape of a woman in the darkened room. The soft glow of her hair tells them it’s more than likely Clara, the colouring too light to be Elisa’s auburn, although they cannot be sure because of the poor quality. Riley tells them his agent took it shortly after midnight during a phone call to him, and James is struck with worry – why is she up at that time? Thoughts of his once early-bird daughter make him struggle with the idea that she’d be awake at midnight. She was always such a deep sleeper when she was little. Why has that changed? Choice, or as a result of defensive nature?
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