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Max
With each step, I became more furious and frightened. I had started this search thinking that Dr. Danica Waters had managed to get herself lost in the woods. Dean had mentioned to our group of friends several times that his older sister was book-smart, but directionally-challenged. Saving the good doctor’s dog from a fire in the morning and finding her in the woods this afternoon seemed like a good way to convince her that she could properly thank me by going out to dinner with me.
The instant Meg said Molly was missing, too, I knew we were dealing with much more than a simple lost hiker. Molly might be hungover, but her sense of direction was spot-on. She’d been a Girl Scout for as many years as I was in Cub Scouts. She wouldn’t have wandered off and gotten lost. The fact that s
