THIRTY-FOUR
Cory hurried to the front door. Before opening it, he peeked through the small oval window. Zack and Leland stood on the porch. Great. Zack's here. If he's the stalker, how was Cory going to handle it? With lots of precaution and careful words, that's for sure. He sighed and opened the door. Leland's frown and the lines of stress on his forehead bothered Cory. His heart sank. Had they found Stephen? "What's up?" Cory asked. Leland shook his head. Moisture gathered in his eyes. "Still can't find my brother. We've called the police, but they won't consider him a missing person until after forty-eight hours." Cory slammed his fist into the door. "That's ridiculous. Did you tell him what the caller said?" "I did." Taylor ran into the room. She hesitated while her gaze switched from Cor
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