Trey’s throat worked as he swallowed. “I’d been camping. Spotty service. So I didn’t get the text from Colt that Emmie was gone until an hour or so after he’d sent it. But the moment I did, I packed up and got back in my truck. Everyone was out searching, and I told them I’d do the same. Pure dumb luck I hit the road she was walking down.” He let out a shuddering breath, and suddenly it was like he wasn’t looking at me at all. “I’ll never forget it as long as I live, my headlights hitting her. She was limping, blood staining one side of her clothes, holding her arm close to her body the best
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