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CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO Keri ignored the chaos around her. As the FBI agents scoured the bedroom, she leaned against the hallway banister, allowing her thoughts to travel wherever they wished, waiting for them to form into something coherent and useful. Ever since she’d watched Tim Rainey give his press statement, something had felt off. There was no point to it and he surely knew it. But he had done it anyway. She recalled his face as he spoke. He didn’t look desperate. He looked determined, as if he had a specific purpose in mind. After about five minutes, the agents filed out of the room, disheartened. They hadn’t found anything that suggested how Rainey had gotten out or where he might have gone. She stepped back into the room and sat down on the bed, trying to put herself in the mindset
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