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moving, grabbing his keys. “Is he conscious? Is he talking?”
“He won’t let me touch him. He keeps saying, ‘Don’t let them find me.’ Mr. Edwards, what happened to your little boy?”
“I’m twenty minutes away. Keep him safe. Don’t let anyone take him. I’m coming.”
He drove like a madman, his mind racing through horrifying possibilities. Owen was covered in continue reading …
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