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Had he fed the dogs a second time? “Maybe she’s out rescuing a dog,” Bree suggested. “Her van is here.” “Does she ever go in one of her volunteers’ vehicles?” Bree asked. “I don’t know.” Matt pulled out his phone and called Maxine and Ralph, the two volunteers who worked with Cady at the rescue. “Neither of them has seen her.” “What about your parents?” Bree prompted. “I should have called them first. I’m not thinking straight.” Matt dialed his mom’s number. “Matt.” His mother’s voice rang with pleasure. “Hey, Mom. Is Cady there?” “No.” His mom’s tone shifted to worried. “Why?” “I’m looking for her. That’s all.” “Don’t lie to me. That is not all,” she said in her schoolteacher voice. Dad was a pushover, but Matt had never been able to hide anything from his mom. “She’s not home, but her minivan is,” he said. “Did you try Maxine and Ralph?” “Yeah. They haven’t seen her.” Mom’s tone shifted to her most efficient. “What can I do?” “Call her friends,” Matt said. “Call me back if you hear anything.
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