“Are you sure that’s Chad?”

“No.

I’m sure the pictures match.

The name is different.”

I wrote the name on the warning at the top of a page and Chad’s name underneath, and the two sat there without any explanation between them.

“Could he have changed companies?” I asked, reaching one last time for the harmless version.

“Then why does the warning say people should report information about him?” She pointed to a line near the bottom.

“That says the authorities are looking for him.”