“What? How? Where?” Laura asked through tears, pulling back from hugging Chelsea.
Andy couldn’t get anything out. He was very aware of the woman and man in the entryway with suits and badges. He knew they were feds.
But his daughter was alive.
“I don’t know where to start,” Chelsea said. “I’m so sorry for worrying you…”
He was so happy, but he wanted to shake his daughter as he tried to make sense of this, the one thing, the only thing he had hoped for, which was for his daughter to walk through that door.
“Why didn’t you call us?” he said, finally finding his voice.
Chelsea hesitated, dragging her gaze behind her to people he never would have wanted in his life, because they told a very real story of the danger his daughter could be in.
“What happened, Chelsea?” he said. “Come here
