My nine-year-old daughter was about to step off her school bus when the silver-haired driver suddenly stood up and called out, “Please stay back! I need to keep her safe!”

“There’s another important detail you should know.”

I raised my head.

“The individual didn’t leave when Mr. Lawson refused to release Ellie.”

“What exactly are you saying?”

“Mr. Lawson noticed that same vehicle once more.”

“Where did he see it?”

Mrs. Shaw opened the folder.

“At your bus stop.”
Chapter 4 — The Uncle I Never Asked to Come

My thoughts returned to those brief moments beside the bus.

The running engine.

The doorway standing open.

Ellie moving toward the exit.

Frank extending his arm across the aisle.

I’d been watching my daughter so intently that everything else happening along the street had escaped my attention.

“Are you telling me that man followed the bus?” I asked.

“That’s one possibility we’re examining,” Deputy Reed answered. “However, the vehicle Frank described on Oak Street matched the one he noticed near your stop.”

Mrs. Shaw placed the radio communication record on the table.

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