Halstead and Jay got all the files back to the precinct.
They went to work studying the case in detail until an address caught their attention.
It was a luxurious mansion in downtown Chicago.
Jay immediately got up and headed for the car, he had to check.
As he left the district a cool but sharp wind enveloped him. He had forgotten to wear his jacket. He was immersed in his thoughts of him, in what he should have done so much that he didn't cover himself. He turned snorting because he had to go back to get her wasting time when he saw Antonio standing at the door of the district with his jacket in his hand.
- Wear it or you'll get a forgetful illness. - Dawson said.
- At the orders boss - replied the young detective laughing - thanks-
- Not at all,- replied Antonio, laughing.
Jay was trying hard to look quiet, but he wasn't.
He was afraid. Who knows what they had done to her. What if it's already too late?
The detective shook his head, it was not the time to think about the worst and got into the car followed by his colleague.
In a very short time they arrived at the address and after having parked they rang the gate of the large villa which immediately opened to let them in.
They were greeted by a woman who was different from that of the identikid, but who had similarities with her, a certain similarity.
- Chicago police,- Jay said
The woman ushered them into the house and she was immediately available to answer questions.
She said her name was Emily Connor. She was Nora's sister.
After the death of her niece and their brother she had moved there to be in company with Mrs Alden.
Unfortunately, however, Nora was always away on business and she often finds herself sula.
- Do you know where she is now? - asked Antonio investigatively as Jay looked around.
- I do not know. She is always traveling for business I think or maybe for leisure. She doesn't often tell me where she goes, and I'm not one who asks a lot of questions. But why are you looking for it? - said the woman
- We'd like to ask you a few questions. - Antonio answered.
Jay listened, but he was like he was absent.
He was prowling around the house like a hound looking for his bone. He needed details to figure out where the woman was and to look for Hayley.
The house was full of objects and knick-knacks concerning the sea. Several photos depicted the woman's family with her daughter. In some, the family was on a boat.