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The Quinn Case
The Quinn Case
The Quinn Case
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The Quinn Case

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When a child disappears, every second counts.

As a relatively new FBI agent Ann Davidson struggles with personalizing the cases. Hours after delivering the news that a boy’s murder investigation has officially gone cold, Ann and her partner, Patrick Duncan, catch a new case: a custody kidnapping. They have precious little time to find the victim, two-year-old Josiah Quinn. If even a day goes by without locating the boy, the odds of finding him drop to nearly nothing.

They couldn’t save the other boy, but Ann’s determined not to fail again.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateOct 1, 2017
ISBN9781386339755
The Quinn Case
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Julie C. Gilbert

Writer, chemistry teacher, Christian

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    The Quinn Case - Julie C. Gilbert

    Dedication:

    ––––––––

    This book is dedicated to the 5 lovely ladies who

    participated in the first Reflections of Faith anthology:

    Faith Blum

    Bokerah Brumley

    Jane Lebak

    Kimberly A. Rogers

    C.L. Wells

    It’s been a fun journey.

    *Note: This short story was first published in

    Where the Light May Lead

    along with novelettes from these 5 authors.

    Chapter 1:

    Hard Lesson

    ––––––––

    Upon entering her hotel room, Ann Davidson marched to the bathroom, threw cold water onto her face, and stared at the weary woman in the mirror. The figure still possessed the same honey-blond hair that didn’t deal well with humidity, but something in the pale blue eyes was different today. As she attempted to sort the messy hair, Ann tried to recall why she’d worked so hard to get here.

    A few years ago, she’d been an English teacher trying to convince upper-middle class freshman literature mattered. A random school assembly on the FBI’s mission and programs had introduced her to Special Agent Patrick Duncan. He, in turn, had put her in contact with a recruiting agent named Troy Bissel. Eight months later, she’d entered the Academy in Quantico, Virginia, and now, roughly two years beyond that, here she was questioning everything.

    Special Agents were supposed to be problem solvers, doers, people who made things happen. She understood the brutal fact that cases would go unsolved, but her heart ached with the unjustness of the situation. As often happened when she struggled to find peace, Ann let her thoughts ramble.

    God, I don’t understand. Why are we giving up on him? I know Gabriel’s dead and nothing we do can change that, but stopping the search for his killer seems like a betrayal. How can I move on? Why have You called me here? Am I doing any good? Is it making a difference?

    A series of sharp knocks interrupted her questions and helped her fight off the urge to cry. She hadn’t even realized she’d shut her eyes until they snapped open.

    Be right there, Ann called.

    Quickly drying her face with a towel, Ann sprinted to answer the door. Over the last few months of working on Gabriel Dawson’s murder investigation, Ann had learned to categorize her partner’s knocks. This one fell into the urgent category. Maybe Assistant Director in Charge Cobb had reconsidered and decided to let them stay on the Dawson investigation another few weeks.

    Unlikely, but worth wishing for.

    A greeting died in her throat when she took one glance at Patrick Duncan’s deep blue eyes.

    Gear up. We have a new case, he said.

    Checking that she had her cell phone, key card, gun, handcuffs, and badge, Ann fought off the instinct to go back and turn off the bathroom light. The hotel could deal with the light being on an extra few hours. It helped that she hadn’t gotten the chance to do much more than wash her face. They’d just come back from delivering the difficult news to Mr. and Mrs. Dawson that their son’s case was being put on hold until new evidence

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