Becky was already pulling up satellite imagery of Bradley's Head. I could see why she picked it; the lighthouse was on a pier out from the end of the point. The point itself was a park with a walking trail and a parking lot; it would be closed at night, making it easy to verify if Alessandro was alone. "I don't like it," I said.

"We don't have a choice," Vicki replied. "Alessandro has to end this tonight, and Traci needs her baby back." She looked at the image, zooming back before going back in. "I've got an idea, but we'll need help."

"What are you thinking?"

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