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“The crime scene investigator dusted for prints. She found several sets of prints inside the holes. All of them consistent with what we believe are Cam’s from the evidence in his bedroom.”
“He’s nine years old, for heaven’s sake. And small for his age!”
“How much climbing experience has he had?”
She shivered, though the hot wind still blew out of the mountains. “Some. Okay, quite a bit. We had vaulted ceilings in our house in San Diego and Rick…Rick built a climbing wall in the playroom. Cam loved it, probably because it made him feel closer to his father.”
She stared at those holes, her delicate features troubled. “Suppose I buy your theory that he climbed out of his room on his own. Why on earth would he do such a thing in the middle of the night? Where would he go? Cam didn’t have friends around except his cousins. He wasn’t happy about moving away from San Diego, but he had no reason to run away!”
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