Chapter 18Somehow, Del managed to run upstairs, pull on some clothes and grab his phone. When he made it back downstairs, Abigail looked wide-eyed as she huddled on the couch with all three kids.
“I’ll call 911, but if you don’t hear them within half an hour, you call too,” Del told her, and she nodded, biting her lip as she cradled a distraught Scarlett against her chest.
“Be careful.”
Del pulled on his shoes and dialed 911 as he stepped out. He explained the situation quickly as he jogged down the road.
“But sir, are you sure it’s an emergency?”
At first Del didn’t even register the man’s doubtful tone, because it seemed so ridiculous, but then a wave of hot anger rose up in him.
“Yes! I wouldn’t be calling you if I thought everything was fine!” Del panted into the phone as he got
