She must have listened to the message another ten times before the phone finally rang. Given that he usually picked up, she'd figured he must have been busy and he'd call back when he could. She still couldn't find much from the audio... but there were other avenues to take. So it was a relief when the high pitched ring filled the room.
"Hi," she actually greeted him, thankful to hear from him. "Um... have you seen the news recently?" She paused waiting for an answer before she laid it all on the line. "My dad and Carol are missing. His plane it crashed somewhere in Pennsylvania. They're looking for the recorders and their bodies but... they're not dead. Dad called and left this really short message and it didn't make sense at first until I saw the news. He told me to lay low but I don't know where the hell they are." She was going less than a mile a minute and it was clear she didn't have any information. "Something's wrong with this. Very wrong." It stank really. Who the hell would have caused the plane to down like that? how did they survive? Was it sabotage? Who would do that?!