What was going on?

Amanda told me to stay back, and after what I had just seen, I was in no mood to disobey her. I moved to the back of the room, the farthest point from any of its doors, trembling. Could this be related to what Frank had just said, his mention of the necklace? Or had his daughters' corpses been found? Whatever it was, I wanted nothing to do with it. Perhaps I shouldn't have gotten rid of that necklace in the first place. I needed to get it back, before Frank could find it! Whatever he was planning, it couldn't be good - but how could I get to it?

I already knew that the police in the area of the pawn shop had gotten hold of it. I needed to call them, make arrangements before Frank could. My knowledge was my only advantage! 

I pulled out my phone, and after a quick search, I had the telephone number of the police station. I dialed it, desperately hopping for an answer.