CHAPTER 102 Epilogue 2

　　Olive's P.O.V.

　　"We have to wait until he leaves, and then we can go in through the back. There's a window that never locked and I'm pretty sure he never fixed it," I instructed Daisy and Lucas.

　　Little David sat in Abi's car seat in the back, peacefully sleeping while we adults felt like we'd received adrenaline shots. Joe had called me yesterday to tell me that Daisy had showed up at his door. She'd lost my number but remembered where he worked. She had David in one arm with the other cradled to her chest, broken. According to Joe, and now I see for myself, she had a black eye and a cut on her eyebrow.