Grant nods. “It was just me. I was up all night and then Olivia woke up early this morning, and… I never went to sleep last night. I guess tonight I… fell asleep.” He runs his hands through his hair, sending strands sticking straight out. “I don’t remember when I fell asleep. Olivia was watching a movie when I closed my eyes. When I opened them, she was gone. The door was open. I guess she walked out, but I don’t—I don’t know. Maybe she didn’t. Someone could have taken her.”
Piper steps forward. This time, I let her. She lays a hand on Grant’s shoulder and squeezes. “None of this is your fault, Grant. None of it, okay?”
“We have fifty men out looking for your sister right now,” I add.
He snaps his attention to me. “The police? You called the police?”
“No, we didn’t. They aren’t police.
