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CHAPTER 4 Rooster shows up thirty minutes after Ozzy leaves with his prey, and I can’t think of anything else to call the man. He is prey—from the hunter to the hunted. He’ll be meat before too long. I’m not sure if this makes us accomplices to homicide, but I do know that I’m not sorry. No child should be hurt, and especially not because of the sins of their parents. And I have to think it’s someone Jeff knows. I mean, a rich guy taking Jeff’s child? What other options are there? Rooster’s gaze is stricken as he bursts through the front door, his cell phone clutched in his hand so hard his knuckles are white. His long red hair and bushy beard make his cheeks all the more pale. “She’s not answering,” he says. “If Adeline ran with Juliette, if she got away, she’d be answering the phone.”