"I WAS ABOUT TO CLOSE THE FILE BECAUSE THE NURSERY WAS FLAWLESS. IT SMELLED LIKE LAVENDER AND MONEY. BUT WHEN MY K9 PARTNER, GUNNER, STARTED TEARING AT THE EXPENSIVE SHEEPSKIN RUG, I REALIZED THE HORRIFYING TRUTH: YOU DON’T SCRUB A FLOOR UNTIL YOUR FINGERS BLEED UNLESS YOU’RE TRYING TO WASH AWAY A SOUL. (Chapter 1) The call came in at 2:14 AM. It was a ""Code Blue"" in the affluent hills of Silver Creek, Connecticut. That’s police code for a missing child. I’ve been a Detective in the Major Crim