Conflict
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Tracey’s phone buzzed again. It was a text from Stuart: “Where are you?” She replied, “The neighbor’s garage… I found Onyx here.” But before she could explain further, her phone rang. It was Stuart.
“Tracey, get out of there now!” he shouted. “I just got a call from the neighbor. He said he saw Max!” Tracey’s mind spun with confusion and fear.
If Max was at the neighbor’s house, why hadn’t he come home? The urgency in Stuart’s voice and the conflicting information intensified her anxiety. She had to make a quick decision.