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“I don’t think so. Make sure you ring the doorbell. Twice. I’m having a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach that something’s happened. Molly’s not picking up her phone either. I already checked the grocery store and the hospital.”

“Well, we can’t ignore a gut feeling now, can we? Yeah, I’ll go over right now. I’ll call you back when I’m there.”

“Thanks.”

As I waited for my brother’s call, I jumped in my new car and headed back to Hope Bay. Outside, darker clouds consumed the approaching night sky. Their promise of rain and fond memories should have brought comfort. Instead, I only felt dread. Fifteen minutes into the ride, my brother called back. “There’s no sign of anyone. I saw Nathan hanging out by the movie theater with a couple of friends. He hasn’t seen his sister since we took him on the yacht, and he said his mom should have been home. I rang the doorbell too. No one answered.”

“Thanks, bro. I owe you one.”

“Wait, Carter.”

“Yeah?”

“Nathan also said he saw his father earlier in the day.”

That made sense. I already knew that Ron Fowler was in town, because I’d just beaten him up.

“He also said that he didn’t look too good. Like he’s been in a fight.”

Fuck me!

The bastard was still on the loose. Which meant that Molly was definitely in trouble. As I pressed my foot harder on the pedal, I prayed that I wasn’t too late.

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