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Chapter 7-2
“Do the parents know we’re coming?” Dustin asks when Ronan shuts his car door. “Yes. I sent Chris a text last night. He let them know we’d be coming over today. He says they’re a real mess,” Ronan warns. “I think talking to parents with missing kids is the worst,” Dustin sighs. “When I was a cop, I hated having to deliver bad news to parents.” Ronan had loathed that part of his job. It never got any easier, telling a parent or a family member that their worst nightmares had come true. “Hopefully we can help,” Dustin says, optimism in his voice. “Hopefully,” Ronan agrees. * * * * They walk up to the front door together and Ronan knocks. After a few minutes, a man answers. He has to be the father of the victim, Roy Tree. He’s late forties, quite a big man; he’s older than Ronan and ta
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