I instantly cursed myself for using Kelly, seeing as it was supposed to be Ryan now.
Black came back inside and said, “Sage is a nurse in town.”
I looked at the scary FBI people, then Black, and back to the scary FBI people.
“How did you know where to look for this woman?”
I bit my lip. “What do you mean?”
Was I in trouble here? I was just trying to help!
“What do you mean how did I know?” I asked. “I found it using the available information handed to me. How about we focus on the information I brought in just now?”
Because, why weren’t they all jumping on this?
“You had to know where to look and who to look for,” the man reiterated. “This isn’t just a thing you go searching for and say ‘oh, hey. This lady looks like a good person to stalk on Facebook.’”
I nearly rolled my eyes.
But then a thought occurred to me. Did they suspect me here?
“I looked for her on social media because I was semi-sort-of brought into the investigation,” I pointed out. “I mean, I wouldn’t have thought to look for a woman linked to the little boys’ kidnappings. I would’ve been looking for a man. I wouldn’t have known to look for a woman if I hadn’t gotten the information from a reliable source.”
“And who is your source?”
I couldn’t very well say Gentry.
I mean, technically, he hadn’t been the one to tell me.
I’d gotten up one morning and seen all the files on the kitchen table.
When I’d gone to snoop, I’d read the information in the files and just started to put two and two together.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I asked.
“Yes,” he leaned forward. “I would. Or I wouldn’t be asking, Mrs. Ryan.”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “What did you say that your name was again?”
“FBI Special Agent Ambrose Dunn.”
“Listen, Mr. Dunn…” I started, rubbing at my temples. “I’m not quite sure why I’m being questioned here when I brought some really valid information to the table. I’m a nurse. I pulled those kids’ files. And I found that parkour teacher. It’s awfully coincidental that she’s on bereavement leave for a child no one knew she was pregnant with. She has no husband or boyfriend in any of her social media posts. And leading up to just two months before she went on ‘maternity leave’ she wasn’t pregnant in any of the photos that she was pictured in.”
Agent Dunn threw up his hands. “I’ve told you why you’re here several times!”
“No, you want to know how I knew where to look for this woman. I told you that I got the information that y’all were looking for women of a certain age group, a certain demographic, and someone that has a lot of contact with children. So I started doing a social media search after I found this woman’s name in patient files. I just got into some groups and just started…researching.”
“You don’t just get onto the internet and start looking like that unless you have an idea of what you’re looking for.”
I snorted. “No, you’re wrong. I’ll bet every single woman you know between the ages of thirteen and forty-five can get onto the internet and sleuth their way through social media trying to find information on people. I’ll bet your partner there has done her fair share of social media stalking herself.”
Agent Dunn looked at his partner, Agent Guerrero.
She shrugged. “I’ve done a lot of research on dates. Before the FBI, I used to be in a group that was named ‘Are we dating the same guy?’ You posted the guy’s name and everyone came out of the woodwork to share everything they know about said guy. Trust me when I say, if a woman wants to know the information, she’ll find it. Which I already told you.”
It was good to know that this woman seemed to be on my side here.
Kind of?