She needed more than determination—she needed direction. Pulling out her phone, she scrolled past messages and names until one caught her eye, her close friend that lived a couple towns over. She didn’t know whether he’d even have the time to show up, but it was worth a try. She needed as much help as she could gather.
Hesitating for just a second, she typed: “Alex, I know this is a lot to ask. But I need your help. Pablo’s missing—we’re searching the woods. If you can come…” She hit send. The message felt like a plea, but it also felt like her last good card to play.