Hours later, the house was filled with detectives and FBI agents. People moved around constantly, talking in low voices, checking their phones, studying maps, and trying to put together every piece of information they had.But none of it mattered to me.I couldn’t sleep.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Chris.My baby.I kept imagining him somewhere alone, frightened and calling for me.Nic had reassured me several times that he was going to handle everything, but how was I supposed to sit down and sleep while my child was out there?“You need to sleep,” Nic said quietly, holding me. “I’ll handle everything.”I immediately pulled his hands away.“I can’t relax, Nic.”My voice broke.“Chris is out there. My poor baby… Has he eaten? Is he scared? How is Clara treating him?”The questions came rushing out of me before I could stop them.I covered my face as I quietly broke down.Nic didn’t say anything this time.Instead, he pulled me into his arms.“Shhh,” he whispered, rubbing my bac
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