It’s the thought that if he is dead, and an animal, alligator, etc consumed him, or he drowned, or is in such a remote location that he wouldn’t be found — that gets to me. The thought that there might never be a conclusion and he will remain wanted for a long time, unless he is found, and her family (& his) will never have an answer about if he is deceased or if he has escaped justice. It is an unfortunate possibility in times like these. Manhunts go on for years. And sometimes remains aren’t recovered. And it’s hard to reconcile with that, when there’s nothing to reconcile with.