The room blurred for a second.
I remembered Tyler standing in our kitchen.
“Don’t do anything crazy today.”
His smile.
His bag over his shoulder.
“Love you.”
Those had been completely ordinary words.
Suddenly, they felt unbearably important.
“Why didn’t anyone call me?”
Captain Reyes’s face tightened.
“We tried.”
“No, you didn’t.”
“Amanda, we did.”
I grabbed my phone from my purse.
No missed calls.
No messages.
Nothing.
I held it up.
“There’s nothing here.”
Grant looked uncomfortable.
Captain Reyes frowned.
“What number do we have for you?”
I recited it.
He went still halfway through.
Then he looked toward the office.
“That’s not the number on Tyler’s emergency contact form.”
I stared at him.
