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His brown eyes met hers, and he gave a small smile. “We’re still in the process of organizing everyone. We’ll find her.”
Ava’s gut had twisted as she’d listened to the county sheriff. She’d known they needed to act fast. She thanked her stars that Clackamas County hadn’t dithered about starting an investigation. They’d moved rapidly to comb the school and question neighbors.
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To the FBI, there was no such thing as over-responding when a child vanished. Whether the child had wandered off or been abducted, they didn’t wait to act. Waiting cost lives. The FBI reacted as if the worst-case scenario had happened. Ninety percent of the Portland
everyone was looking for a child. There’d be tons of grunt work. Interviews of every resident in the neighborhood and each adult at the school. Interviews of children. Leads from citizens to follow. Miles of square footage to search. Surveillance tapes to review. And that was just the beginning.
The Clackamas County Sheriff’s Office had recommended that Henley’s elementary school move all the children to the gym for a “fun day” while they did a sweep of the school and the surrounding area. Henley Fairbanks was nowhere to be seen.
the first one here,” Ben said quietly as if reading her mind. “I knew you were on the way, so I let it run for a while. I think you might relate better to them.” He glanced at his phone’s screen and his face lit up at a new text. “There’s a church several blocks away that’s agreed to let us use their conference wing for our command center. Sounds like it’ll be
There’s a church several blocks away that’s agreed to let us use their conference wing for our command center.