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“You know what she looks like?” Magnum asked.
I pulled out my phone and showed her photo. “Her hair’s been buzzed short since this photo.”
Conor walked up, and I introduced him to the two officers. Once we’d established our bona fides, the driver escorted us on board.
I’d never been on a cross-country bus before, and I was honestly impressed. It was a lot nicer than the rattling hunk of junk that used to take my classmates and me to elementary school.
I crept down the aisle, scanning the faces, but didn’t see Holly or Richie. Had they actually boarded, or was this whole thing another ruse by Christopher to throw us off the trail? I was almost to the back of the bus when I noticed a couple of empty seats in the otherwise filled bus. I ducked down and spotted Holly trying to hide und
