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“I’ve been thinking,” I said.
“Always a dangerous occupation while driving,” Ralph said.
I waited until I finished passing a car so slow that even Ralph would have outdistanced it and said, “You’re welcome to take the wheel whenever you want.”
“No, thank you. So you’ve been thinking …” he prompted.
“We didn’t have Anita Hanlon’s name—as Anita Hanlon instead of Anita Rose—until yesterday. In fact, we didn’t even start trying to find her until yesterday.”
“You feel like it’s our fault, that we should have found her sooner?” he asked.
“Not exactly.” Considering our experiences of the past couple of days, I was hesitant to remove my eyes from the road, but I risked it anyway, glancing over at Ralph as I continued. “Did you talk to the Senator last night?”
His lips pursed and his che
