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“She told you?”

“No. I found pieces while investigating him.”

“You didn't know he targeted Sage?”

“Not until recently.”

Sean's jaw tightens.

“Daniel gave me Greg's name,” I continue. “He told me Greg had connections to missing girls. I found Sage's school records and discovered another girl from the foster home was connected to him.”

“That's why you came to Nevada.”

“Yes.”

“Did you know Sage was here?”

“No.”

My voice breaks.

“I knew she was missing. That's all.”

Sean looks out the window.

I don't know what he's thinking.

“What happened after she left the foster home?” I ask.

His expression tells me I may not want the answer.

“Tell me.”

“She survived.”

“How?”

“Mostly by herself.”

My chest hurts.

“She worked in diners when she could. Baked in exchange for food and places to sleep.”

I cover my mouth.

“She hitchhiked.”

“No.”

“She was careful.”

“No sixteen-year-old girl can be careful enough.”

Sean looks at me.

“That's exactly what I told her.”

Something passes between us.