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Chapter 19
Tyler “Hailey?” I say, picking up on the first ring. I’m expecting to hear my wife"s voice on the other end of the line. “Where are you?” “Tyler?” a man asks. I hear a commotion in the background, then a woman"s voice; she sounds like she"s crying. "Tyler, is that you?" “It"s me. Who is this?” "It"s Barry. Barry Coburn, FBI." His introduction is irritating, as though I don’t know who he is. He served a warrant during my daughter"s birthday party less than twenty-four hours ago, but I guess formalities are important in his line of work. “What"s the matter?” I ask, when what I really mean is why is he calling. I got the call a half hour ago from the sheriff’s office in Oklahoma that Hailey had been found. “Where’s Hailey?” he“I can"t really give you any information just yet,” he says.
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