Jaxon

"Can I help you?" the woman asked in an annoyed tone as she turned around and faced me.

When I looked at her now, it was obvious that she wasn't Dana; they had the same hair color and build, but this was not the woman who'd kidnapped my children. I was flooded with disappointment as I realized that our lead hadn't been much of one after all.

"Hello?" the woman asked again, clearly feeling more agitated with my lack of response.

I didn't know ...