Nicholas POV:

"What else?"

"Since her mother's death, she was in the custody of her stepfather, Oliver, until she turned eighteen. He's a truck driver, and from what we can tell, is often on the road. They have a rental residence, but it appears that Miss Taylor has no blood relatives in the area."

My mind focused on one phrase. "Until she turned eighteen?"

Virgil shifted in his seat, his expression guarded. "Yes, she's nineteen. Her birthday is in a few months."

Not a minor. Not a minor. Not a minor.

I started to smile, but then remembered I was a sick fuck.

This girl had no family and apparently...