Harris said resignedly. “Thanks for your… time.” He grimaced as the secretary hung up before he could finish. Forcibly keeping himself from slamming the phone onto the Formica tabletop, he set the cell aside and then drained the last dregs of his coffee. It was his seventh refill. He hadn’t slept all night. And the kids had vanished. Ashley’s kind had escaped. Brogan’s men were dead. Just like that, everything was gone. In the hours since the impossible bloodbath at the abandoned gas station, he’d done everything he could to keep from accepting that fact. He’d gone back to the house. In the space of an evening, it’d been put up for sale and the Smiths had disappeared. He’d tried to find Travis. The boy hadn’t been seen since the day before. He’d called the school. They claimed no child named Cole Smith had ever attended their institution. From the aftermath of the battle, he’d even scavenged a cell from one of Brogan’s men and tried dialing the giant. There’d been no answer all night.
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