Prologue
10 YEARS AGO (Dylan, age 7)
911 CALL TRANSCRIPT, RECORDED AT 11:32pm (San Francisco, CA)
Child:I think my dad – I think he just killed two ladies!
Operator:Are you—
Child:Oh my God! I think he killed them!
Operator:Is your dad still there? Is he with you right now?
Child:I have to go. [crying]
Operator:I need you to stay on the line. Don't hang up, okay?
Child:[erratic breathing]
Operator:Start by telling me your name, alright?
Child:I can't. I just… I don't want to tell you that. Can you just send someone to help the ladies?
Operator:Someone's going to be there soon, but I need you to stay on the line. Is your dad still there?
Child:[crying hard] I think he killed them… They're all cut up.
Operator:The ladies are cut up?
Child:Yeah.
Operator:And areyouhurt anywhere?
Child:No. Uh, I guess my neck kind of. From the knife. Before.
Operator:Are you—
Child:I'm scared… I'm scared he's going to get in trouble!
Operator:Is your dad still there?
Child:Yeah. He's cleaning [muffled]… the washing machine. I'm really scared. I think he killed them!
Operator:I need you to listen to me, okay? You need to find somewhere to hide until—
Child:It's not my house. We're not… I don't know where we are! Can you just send someone to help them? I have to go! [rustling noises, faint thumping]
Operator:Someone is on their way. But you need to—
Child:[barely audible] I have to go!
Operator:Can you—
[phone call disconnected] Call ended 11:34pm
Chapter One
Scarlett