“Daniel, wait! Please!” Sarah shouted.
She sprinted toward the house as Daniel disappeared inside.
A door slammed somewhere in the back.
Sarah burst through the kitchen just in time to see Daniel and a girl racing out the back door toward the woods.
“Maya!” Sarah shouted, finally understanding.
The two teenagers disappeared between the trees.
Sarah chased them until her lungs burned and her legs felt like they might collapse.
But she lost them in the dense forest.
That same night, Sarah drove directly to the nearest police station.
“I found him,” she told the officer on duty, barely able to catch her breath.
“My son is alive. I saw him.”
