One of the FBI agents grabbed my shoulder, stopping me from entering the room. "Careful, we need to collect evidence." "Emma!" I shouted, "Emma, baby, where are you!" I yelled frantically, since they wouldn't let me search the place for her. They called the coroner for Wayne Hewitt and an ambulance for Faye. She looked pretty beaten up and still hadn't come to, but she had a pulse. Emma was missing. I was furious with myself. I should have realized there had to be another man they were working with. I had missed it, and now my girl was missing. The agents searched the whole place, but Emma was not there. She was gone. I called my momma sobbing, barely able to get out what had happened. She hurried over and drove me home. We hoped Emma would have gone home and hidden there, but she was nowhere to be found. Eli called from the hospital. Faye had been beaten pretty badly, but she would be fine.
