Husband Sold Son’s Car After Bad Grades. Parents Turn Pale At His Revenge

Finding Clue in the Chaos

I called the school office and they promised to inform Jason’s homeroom teacher, asking them to keep an eye out for any signs of him. While I waited for a response, I started jotting down places he loved to hang out. Maybe we could find a clue somewhere. Adam suggested we check the garage again—perhaps we’d missed something.

As we went through his old things, I decided to go through his school notebooks upstairs. One of them held a crumpled piece of paper. It had an address on it, one I didn’t recognize. Adam and I exchanged a confused glance. It wasn’t much, but it was something. A lead.

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