No. She was still trapped, she was chained to the wall, she—
The phone was already in his hand, and the instant Ben picked up Will was speaking in a rush. "The building's on fire. She's still inside, Ben, we gotta go now. It's an apartment, family might own the building—" They were torching it, he realised with a detached horror. Burning the evidence, victim and all. Their own son, even. "Tell me you have something."