A new tactic
After hours on the empty roads, Jason still seemed to elude us. Adam, suddenly inspired, suggested, “How about local mechanics? Jason always loved cars.” Maybe, just maybe, he had gone where he felt at home—among the cars he adored. With a renewed sense of hope, we changed course and headed toward the local auto repair shops, hoping to find a clue that would bring us closer to him.
A New Tactic
Checking repair shops
We pulled up to small repair shops, showing Jason’s picture and asking everyone if they’d seen him. The first several stops only earned us blank stares and head shakes, which felt discouraging. Each time we left a shop empty-handed, it felt like we were facing a never-ending wall. Little by little, desperation began to creep in, but we clung to the hope that we’d find something, anything, that could lead us to him.
Checking Repair Shops
