Thomas had heard screaming, and then there was nothing. No Stephie, no Marie, no nothing. He was sure he had heard the sounds of a crash and he didn't have enough logic to realise that the sounds probably hadn't been loud enough to be Stephie's car.
He stayed on the phone, rushing for his shoes. "STEPHIE! MARIE! FUCK. Zoe, where are they! Tell me where they are now!"