I asked Scooter. His eyes lit up. “Yes, I think he does. We've driven by before and he's mentioned it. Why? Do you think that's where he went?” “I'd be willing to bet on it.” I looked at Charlie. “Can we take your car?” He sighed. I think he wanted to argue with me about it, but changed his mind. He had to know that my idea had some merit. “Let's go now,” I said, taking Scooter by the arm. “You have to come with us and show us where he lives.” Scooter started stammering. “Wait, I don't think this is a good idea. Shouldn't we tell the police? Don't you think they'd want to know?” Charlie explained. “I'm sure they've already considered it. If the intention is to find him before they do, then, we should move fast.” He looked at me. “Is that your intention?” I looked at the chaotic scene that police were still struggling to quiet down and said, “Yes, we have to go now.”
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