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Bennett tightened his grip on the oversized 1950s steering wheel. As cool as the night air was, nervous perspiration gathered around his torso. From what he could see, many residents and shops in Summer Beach had sustained damage. Beside him, Ivy fidgeted with the hem of her sweatshirt.
“Clark can put out a call for officers to be on the lookout for Sunny,” Bennett said, taking her hand.
“And Jamir,” Ivy said. “They’re together. Or they’re supposed to be. And I still wish I could reach Misty. She told me she would be in a recording studio doing a voice-over for a commercial today. She was going out with some other actors afterward.”
“They’re probably okay,” Bennett said, trying to reassure her. He hoped the kids were all right. “Once communication is working again, we’ll try them. D
