😱 PART 3 Camila pressed herself against the wall as if
she wanted to melt into it. Her eyes never left the man’s back.
When he slowly began to turn toward the sound of her ragged breathing,
she whispered, so softly that everyone heard it: “It’s him.
It’s that voice.” She said it again and again, louder each time,
until her legs gave out and she slid to the floor,
her hands clamped over her ears.
The man who turned around was Trevor Klene, 29 years old.
For seven months he had been the picture of loyalty.
He was a longtime family friend,
the one who printed thousands of missing posters,
organized candlelight vigils,
