Almost immediately, she calls me back.“Regina, where are you?” I ask urgently. “You should think about coming home. Where’s Keff?”Regina voice is barely louder than a whisper, and there’s panic in her voice. “We’re at Mom ‘s apartment or Keff? Keff’s apartment. Keff is looking for something, Charlene. But I don’t know what. He’s ransacking the place, looking for papers.”Alarm bells start ringing in my head.“Looking for what papers?” I demand.“I don’t know,” she replies, “but we’ve been here for over an hour, and he’s not acting right. He’s pissed and keeps telling himself it’s here.”The dread that has been with me all day turns into fear. “Tell him nothing, Regina. Go outside and wait for the Rover. Okay?”But there’s a muffled scuffle before she can answer, and the call ends suddenly. I hit redial, but she doesn’t pick up.I call again. Regina’s name lights up, and I’m desperate for her to answer. But it goes to voice mail. I call again, and this time it goes straight to voice
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