BRANDON
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I was driving through the city like a madman, checking alleyways, parks, anywhere a child could hide or be hidden.
The police were still searching as well but it was still fruitless. I was so restless to the point that I had to contact the media to put Isabella’s picture out there in case anyone had seen her. I’d always kept them out of the media, but now, I didn’t care who saw her face, as long as it helped me find her.
My phone rang and I answered it without checking, hoping for good news from anyone; the police, Ethan, anyone. “Hello?”
“Brandon, it’s me.” I didn’t have many interactions with Emily but I could recognize her voice. Also, Gianna had gone with her on her little trip. “We– oh my God, we were in a crash.”
I slammed the brakes so hard that I almost crashed in
