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Frankie’s head snapped up when he heard this.

Widening his eyes in disbelief, he asked, “Did you just say that Barlow is not dead?”

Rosalynn nodded and replied, “Yes.

The last time Barlow was trapped under the wreckage, his superior intervened and arranged for him to fake his death.

”

“Really? Where is he now?” Frankie asked excitedly.

“He’s safe, living under the radar, using the alias Carlow.

He is currently living right across from Haleigh’s apartment,” Rosalynn replied.

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Unable to believe his ears, Frankie had to pinch his arms repeatedly to assure himself that he wasn’t in a dream.

Hastily wiping away the tears that were gathering in his eyes, he asked repeatedly, “My youngest son… he isn’t dead? He is still alive?”

The agony of losing a loved one was one of the most painful experiences a human being can ever be subjected to.

No parent can rid themselves of the agony of burying their own child Rosalynn’s words shattered the darkness that had become his reality.

His youngest son…alive? He was truly grateful to God.

“He is doing well now.

In fact, let’s hear his voice now,” Rosalynn said.

With that, she took out her phone, dialed a number, and held the phone up to her ear, placing it on speaker the moment the call was picked.

Barlow’s voice crackled through the speaker, saying, “Hello, Rosalynn.

”

“Barlow, where are you right now?”

“I’m still in Skrix, searching for my brother with Sanford,” Barlow replied.

His voice was weary.

Rosalynn felt a pang of concern mixed with hope as she asked, “Have you found any clues?”

There was a brief pause before Barlow replied, “Not yet.

”

Not yet.

Brian was… He was still missing.

Rosalynn swallowed hard to suppress her tears and shifted the conversation.

“Frankie and I are at the Hughes Group now.

I’ve spoken to him about you.

He wants to talk to you.

”

She then handed the phone to Frankie.

Frankie’s hand shook slightly as he took the phone.

He said with a hint of hesitation, “Barlow?”