Say Goodbye (Romantic Suspense #25) by Karen Rose

            Croft tilted her head. “Both kids were troubled? Or just Hayley for getting pregnant?”

            “Both. Graham went to juvie right after the holidays. He got caught shoplifting.” Cameron shook his head. “I tried to be a big brother to him, but he fell in with a rough crowd. He’s amazing with tech, though. He can hack into websites. He might be the one who figured out how to send the e-mail from Eden. If that’s the case, at least Hayley isn’t alone.”

            “How old is Graham?” Croft asked.

            “Twelve. But he’s a genius, for real.”

            Tom tapped the printed e-mail. “Who else knows about this?”

            “We live outside San Francisco and our town has a dinky paper, so I asked if they’d print something. I figured I could link to it on social media and maybe it’d go viral. If someone had seen Hayley, they’d call. The article went up last night.”

            “We’ll need to take it down,” Croft said to Tom, then looked at Cameron. “We don’t want the Eden leadership knowing that we’re getting close. They tend to move around, especially if they fear being found out.”

            “I’ll ask them to take it down,” Cameron said. “Or should you do it?”

            “If we do it, they’ll know they have a story,” Tom said. “Best you do it. Or we can do it together.”

            “Because you want to make sure I’m not going to say anything stupid,” Cameron muttered.

            “Partly,” Tom admitted. “Mostly because I need to be able to trace every piece of Eden information out there.”

            Cameron nodded once, mollified. “Jeff says you’re all right. I’m going to have to believe that, because I don’t have another choice.”

            Jeff had gone very still. “Are you worried that someone from Eden will come after Cameron if they see the article in the paper?”

            Cameron’s face drained of color. “Me?”

            Tom sighed, wishing Jeff weren’t quite so quick on the draw. “Well, yes. I might have approached that more delicately later, but since you’ve let the cat out of the bag—yes. Cameron could be in danger if Eden learns that he knows about them.”

            Cameron’s Adam’s apple bobbed nervously. “They’re that bad?” he asked hoarsely.

            “Yes,” Croft said. “They’re that bad. Not trying to scare you, kid. Just want to keep you safe so that your Jellybean will have a mom and a dad.”

            Cameron’s lips lifted at the mention of his daughter. It had been the exact right thing to say and Tom was grateful that Croft had said it. “Thank you,” Cameron whispered.

            Tom turned to Jeff. “How did you find Cameron’s article? I have alerts set for Eden articles as well, and nothing pinged for me.”

            Jeff looked a little proud. And smug. “You might only be getting feeds from the big-city newspapers, or if you’ve got a broad enough net, you’re getting too many hits. I’ll show you how to set up your search to be more inclusive and discerning.”

            Tom had to laugh. The kid reminded him of himself at that age. “You little—” He cut himself off, but not before Jeff’s eyes sparkled.

            “Admit it, Big T,” Jeff said, using Tom’s nickname from when he’d played professional basketball. “I am the master.”

            “Gentlemen,” Croft warned, but she looked amused as well. She sobered as she met Cameron’s gaze. “We will make it our top priority to find Eden and bring Hayley and her family home. Thank you for coming in this morning. I know you must be exhausted. Can we drive you somewhere to rest before you start for home?”

            Jeff and Cameron exchanged weary glances. “We can’t go back until Zoya gets home from school,” Jeff said. “And she’s going to be tired, too. She’ll need a nap. If her parents let her take us back,” he added when Tom lifted his brows.

            “I can call my father,” Cameron said. “He’ll come get me when he gets off work. He won’t be happy to make the drive, but he will be happy that someone is finally looking for Hayley. Jellybean’s gonna be his first grandchild.”