TWENTY-TWO
The post on Wendy’s f*******: read:
I know I am vague-booking, but my family could use some prayers.
Ian Child checked the comments under the post. There were plenty of people asking what was wrong. It didn’t look like Wendy was giving up anything. They—whoever they were—called this vague-booking. It was when someone hinted at something on f*******: without sharing any details. That was a ridiculous word and not an actual thing.
Wendy was something of a drama queen, anyway. She could be making prayer requests for a stubbed toe, or a lost pet. The thing was, the post could be referring to almost anything. It didn’t help him get any closer to finding Charlie.
While a song by Stone Temple Pilots played in the background, he looked at the profiles of each and every person who l
