God! Thank you .”
Katie growled, pushing away from his
grasp. “What’s wrong, Katie?”
She shook her head, growling as she
hopped out of bed. The force of her pulling out
of bed knocked him to the ground. He yelled,
“Katie,” as Christine rushed to his side.
“What did you do to our Daughter?” she
scolded.
He was lost for words, stuttering over
different syllables. Katie ran out of the room by
jumping through her window.
“Go after her!” Christine demanded.
He jumped to the window. “I don’t see
her,” he checked the ground beneath the windowsill, “not even a trace of footprints....”
“Well, go!”
He swung around, tightening his fists.
“How the hell can I go after someone when I
have no idea where the hell they went? Or what
direction they took? It’s so easy? You go after
her!”
Christine hushed her tone, realizing
there wasn’t anything she could do that would
be better than anything he could do. Unless she
gained the nose of a Doberman, she knew her
only option would to place a missing person’s
report with the police.
After seeing the glistening drops of
worry in his wife’s eyes, he steadily wrapped his
arms around her shoulders. He pushed his
cheek against her temple. “ We will find her. We
will. I promise. ”
“Are you sure?” she whimpered.
“Yes. I don’t care if it takes me forever,
or kills me. I will make sure she is safe.”
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
The wooded area, surrounding his
backyard, he felt it was a good place to check.
After checking the backyard, he walked
a mile up the side of the road. But, just as he
feared, there still wasn’t a trace of her anywhere.
He stood, hypnotized by the movement of
leaves blowing in the misty air. Dammit, he
thought. What was that green liquid, exactly? His phone buzzed. He checked in his
pockets, reaching inside his coat. The caller ID
read: JANE BRINKS.
“What now? It’s my day off, and I am
really busy.” It was the first time he ever talked
up to her like that. But, at the moment he could
care less. He got what he worked for; his Daughter’s life. Just, he didn’t anticipate on losing her
physically as if he had.
“Whoa, now, is that the proper way to
talk to your boss?”
“I’m sorry. Now, what is this call
about?”
“You need to come to the office. Now.”
“Why?”
“Less questions, more driving. Now get
moving.”
The phone beeped in his ear, signaling
she hung up. He didn’t want to go, but this
might be what he needs to find Katie. He went
back to the house, treading through small puddles.
“Did you find her?” his wife, wiping
away tears, stood wrapped up in her cardigan.
“No, but I have a plan to,” he said, kissing her forehead. “I have to go. I’ll be back
soon.”
She watched as he pulled away from the
drive. Christine half-expected to see Katie
curled up into a ball, somewhere deep into the
woods, but sighed when she didn’t notice anything. Kids played across the street, running
freely through the rain. She smiled, hoping
someday she could take Katie and splash in
some puddles. To give her back the childhood
she writhed in pain in, but more pleasant. More
laughter is all she wanted to hear from her
Daughter.
•••
Jack took a deep breath, while unlatching the
door to her office. This is it. I will tell her I quit.
No need for me to be here anymore, he told
himself. But, he felt the only way he could truly
convince himself is by doing it.
“Finally you are here. We have a problem,” she said, standing by a projector connected to her desktop.
“Uh, well, you mean you have a problem .”
“What the hell is that supposed to
mean?” she said, meeting his eyes from across
the room. She moved her way to him, knowing
what he implied. “Look, you can quit on your
own time. But, unless you want me to tell the
police that you stole top secret government substances from a lab, then I suggest you pipe down
and do your damn job!”
“You know?”
“Oh, yeah. I saw you eye
Katie growled, pushing away from his
grasp. “What’s wrong, Katie?”
She shook her head, growling as she
hopped out of bed. The force of her pulling out
of bed knocked him to the ground. He yelled,
“Katie,” as Christine rushed to his side.
“What did you do to our Daughter?” she
scolded.
He was lost for words, stuttering over
different syllables. Katie ran out of the room by
jumping through her window.
“Go after her!” Christine demanded.
He jumped to the window. “I don’t see
her,” he checked the ground beneath the windowsill, “not even a trace of footprints....”
“Well, go!”
He swung around, tightening his fists.
“How the hell can I go after someone when I
have no idea where the hell they went? Or what
direction they took? It’s so easy? You go after
her!”
Christine hushed her tone, realizing
there wasn’t anything she could do that would
be better than anything he could do. Unless she
gained the nose of a Doberman, she knew her
only option would to place a missing person’s
report with the police.
After seeing the glistening drops of
worry in his wife’s eyes, he steadily wrapped his
arms around her shoulders. He pushed his
cheek against her temple. “ We will find her. We
will. I promise. ”
“Are you sure?” she whimpered.
“Yes. I don’t care if it takes me forever,
or kills me. I will make sure she is safe.”
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
The wooded area, surrounding his
backyard, he felt it was a good place to check.
After checking the backyard, he walked
a mile up the side of the road. But, just as he
feared, there still wasn’t a trace of her anywhere.
He stood, hypnotized by the movement of
leaves blowing in the misty air. Dammit, he
thought. What was that green liquid, exactly? His phone buzzed. He checked in his
pockets, reaching inside his coat. The caller ID
read: JANE BRINKS.
“What now? It’s my day off, and I am
really busy.” It was the first time he ever talked
up to her like that. But, at the moment he could
care less. He got what he worked for; his Daughter’s life. Just, he didn’t anticipate on losing her
physically as if he had.
“Whoa, now, is that the proper way to
talk to your boss?”
“I’m sorry. Now, what is this call
about?”
“You need to come to the office. Now.”
“Why?”
“Less questions, more driving. Now get
moving.”
The phone beeped in his ear, signaling
she hung up. He didn’t want to go, but this
might be what he needs to find Katie. He went
back to the house, treading through small puddles.
“Did you find her?” his wife, wiping
away tears, stood wrapped up in her cardigan.
“No, but I have a plan to,” he said, kissing her forehead. “I have to go. I’ll be back
soon.”
She watched as he pulled away from the
drive. Christine half-expected to see Katie
curled up into a ball, somewhere deep into the
woods, but sighed when she didn’t notice anything. Kids played across the street, running
freely through the rain. She smiled, hoping
someday she could take Katie and splash in
some puddles. To give her back the childhood
she writhed in pain in, but more pleasant. More
laughter is all she wanted to hear from her
Daughter.
•••
Jack took a deep breath, while unlatching the
door to her office. This is it. I will tell her I quit.
No need for me to be here anymore, he told
himself. But, he felt the only way he could truly
convince himself is by doing it.
“Finally you are here. We have a problem,” she said, standing by a projector connected to her desktop.
“Uh, well, you mean you have a problem .”
“What the hell is that supposed to
mean?” she said, meeting his eyes from across
the room. She moved her way to him, knowing
what he implied. “Look, you can quit on your
own time. But, unless you want me to tell the
police that you stole top secret government substances from a lab, then I suggest you pipe down
and do your damn job!”
“You know?”
“Oh, yeah. I saw you eye
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