Jess narrowed her eyes in a frown. "In what way?"
"Did you know that half of the women in the typing pool work at Missing Persons because they either know a child, have a child, or a relative who's missing?
"No!" Jess said in shock. "I had no idea. Are you one of them?"
Abby nodded as she forced the air from her lungs, cleared her throat, and continued. "I am. When I was much younger, my brother Justin went missing. We were at the Kings Plaza shopping mall in Brooklyn. That's where we lived at the time." She swallowed her food and took a sip of soda. "It was during a time when I was a very selfish pre-teen. I remember it like it was yesterday. My parents were going out that night, and Mom wanted a new dress. She'd insisted I come with her to watch my little brother. I was on my way to
