Chapter 30-1
Chapter 30 11:30 p.m. On the beach beside the ambulance and the paramedics, a distraught, pacing Alistair waited for the rescue team. More than two and a half days. He looked at his watch. Almost sixty-three hours. Alistair stopped his pacing stunned. Precisely, seven-thousand, three-hundred, and twenty minutes since she left my arms. He hadn’t realized he had been so obsessed with time. He had been sick from waiting, from the panic that something could happen to her. And he was still counting. 11:45 p.m. “They need medical help inside. Do you copy?” Tavish said into the microphone, but no one replied. “What’s the name of your daughter, Sophia?” He had been alternating between asking her questions and trying to get information to the policemen outside. “Sophia! What’s the name of
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