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Good Intentions

Ch 39

SGT. MILLHOF’S POV

I take a seat next to another officer as folders are being passed out. I take one and pass the stack down, suddenly interested in the thickness of it. The last one given out and a man in a suit steps behind a podium to speak.
I somewhat pay attention as I scan over the beginning pages, things I already know. What catches my attention is when another abduction case is mentioned to be re-opened. Seems some fingerprints were lifted that belonged to a girl missing fourteen years. Everyone turns to the mentioned pages and looks at the picture provided and one shown in age progression.

I sit and listen as he tells of the girls parents being flown in and the high profiles parents and manager being flown in. I flip to his page as well as everyone else does the same.

How he made it from LA to North Dakota is what everyone is wondering. It was definitely a planned out abduction by more than one person.
We are shown a map of the possible area they are located. Its nothing but fields, snow and ice this time of year. Houses are separated by miles and countless acres of forests.

Another picture is shown on the screen and we turn to the page mentioned. It’s the picture of a motherly lady, her fingerprints also taken off the envelope. He goes over her history and a fourth picture shown, her husband Jim. By the looks of the pictures they look like your average American family. They don’t look like couple that would kidnap a child and a young adult. A possible ransom was brought up but quickly shot down in that there had been no contact with authorities, the reasons, unknown.

The whole case is just awkward.

The rest is to be handled by the FBI and others qualified in the area of rescue.

The meeting is adjourned and I step out of the room as a team of people are escorted in. Judging by the number and their business like approach, they would be the Harry Styles team. I see a lady step around and be escorted back to a room, the rest of the group follows. I watch through glass windows as she is briefed on the situation and how things have and will progress.

I see a humble couple step through the doors and make their way to the desk and ask to speak to someone on charge. I step towards them and introduce myself and volunteer to take them back.
I hand them off to a FBI officer who shows them to an office in the back.

This whole case has turned out to be much bigger than we initially expected. I’m ready to go home. I feel the need to hug my family a little tighter, to make sure they are all doing fine and safe.

I watch as people start to merge into groups getting things together, looks as though things are going to go down soon. I step back, out of the way as it seems more people empty into the main area.

Countdown is yelled out. If all goes as planned, it will be over and done with before they get out of bed in the morning.

Notes

And there is update numbr two . . . .

Comments

Can't hold the anxiety!

What a brilliant story. So grateful that you share your wonderful work with us. I can not wait for your next story! Xx

xRockMex xRockMex
1/15/15

Melancholy :( ;)

lovetodance95 lovetodance95
1/13/15

Professor, this story was so unique! Chapeau to you! Can't wait for your next story, because I know, coming from you it can just be amazing as everything you do. Life is surprising, not just in fiction ;)

Loved this story!! You are such a talented writer! I can't wait for the next one. :)