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'Our daughter'
The words were said without me even thinking about them. I knew that Camila already loved her that way. The biggest proof of that was how nervous she was at that moment.
Unlike Alanis, who seemed far too calm for someone who had a gun pointed at her. For someone who had taken care of Alice since she was born.
Minutes later, the delegate returned to the room, bringing news, “They found the car. It matches the descriptions obtained from the images.”
“And Alice?” Camila asked, letting go of me and turning to face the police officer.
“I'm sorry, the vehicle was empty. It was probably abandoned, and the criminal used another one to continue his escape.”
“Are you sure it was the same car?” I asked.
“Yes, the same model we saw in the pictures. And the same license plate number, from right here in the state of Colorado.”
That last piece of information didn't add up.
“Wasn't the license plate from Kansas?”
“No, it's from Colorado. It's very clear in the camera footage, and the young lady there confirmed the information.”
He pointed at Alanis, and I followed his gaze in the same direction, staring at her. Looking startled, she stood up, taking a few steps back.
“You told me that the car's license plate was from the state of Kansas,” I said, controlling as much as possible the hatred I felt for that woman.
“I got confused...” she used the most stupid excuse she could.
Again, Camila came to me and stood in front of me. I was not a coward and would be incapable of attacking a woman, but the hatred I felt at that moment almost blinded me completely.
Again, I wanted to shake Alanis until she told him everything she knew and what she was still hiding, and what other 'mistakes' she had made when she told me what had happened.
“It was just a mistake,” the officer tried to defend her. “The girl was nervous and made a mistake when she spoke. Look, Mr. Turner, I know this is difficult, but the best thing to do is leave this to my team and go home. There’s no point in staying here. Two of my officers will accompany you in case the kidnapper gets in touch, which we believe he will.”
I didn't want to leave, but I knew the officer was right about one thing: staying wouldn't help anything. But I couldn't just wait for a kidnapper to contact me.
I had no idea what I could do that would actually be effective. But I knew I couldn't just sit around and do nothing. I decided I would scour the entire city for any clue or information that might lead me to my daughter.
Anyway, I accepted the police escort home. I intended to go there too, but only to keep Camila safe.
It was reported that Alanis would still need to remain at the police station to answer a few more questions, so only one officer would go with us, and another would stay to take Alanis away once she was finished with her interrogation.
So, we left the police station, accompanied by the police officer.
Camila spent the entire trip crying, which destroyed me even more inside. I assured her, countless times, that everything would be okay.
And I wanted to believe that too.
Chapter forty-four
CAMILA
I wanted my little girl back.
That was all I could think about. It was all my mind kept repeating over and over, amidst endless questions about whether she was okay. If someone had hurt her. If she was fed and sheltered. Among so many other questions.
But I didn't have the answer to any of them.
As soon as we got home, Michael made a few phone calls. He was an influential man who knew a lot of people and apparently had some contacts in the area. To avoid worrying me even more – as if that were possible – he made these calls from his home office, leaving me alone in the living room.
