Chapter 815

• I was busy tracing Jason Kingsley’s credit card and GPS and I was following his trail from gas station to gas station and shop to shop. This guy wasn’t a professional and he had just taken her, didn’t know where to yet but he was still using his card and he wasn’t that far from us.
• His phone had pinged off a tower just outside Harlowton and then it was switched off. I brought up a satellite image of the area and looked at the town. I found the location of where his phone had been switched off and I looked at the farmhouse a mile away.
• “Gotcha,” I said to the laptop and smiled.