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Chapter Fourteen
Cain
Driving to the dance I think to how much my life has changed in the last two weeks. I would have never thought I’d be here. It feels like I’ve known Emma for so much longer than I have. Now I’m taking her little girl to a daddy daughter dance with Ryan and everything is really feeling like it’s falling into place.
Walking into the building everything is pink and shiny. The girls let out a big squeal as they walk in holding hands.
Amy turns back to me her eyes wide. “Can I go introduce Casey to my friends?” this little girl has me wrapped around her damn finger, I know there is no way I can tell her no.
I look over at Ryan and he gives me a nod. “Go, but stay in this room where we can see you okay?”
They run off to a corner where there are about ten other girls, all in huge dresses.
“So how is everything going with the guy who’s messing with Emma?” Ryan and I haven’t had much time to talk about everything. Hell I haven’t had much time for anything but the situation going on with Emma.
“I don’t know man.” I look over at Amy who is doing some little dance and has all the girls copying her. “This guy keeps getting in somehow. We have looked over security cameras, dusted the shit he leaves for prints, Dom has been wracking his fucking brain and we can’t figure it out.”
“Shit is crazy, I don’t know how you’re handling it without losing your damn mind.” I’m not.
My phone rings and I look down to see Dom’s name. “Speak of the devil” I say as I answer it.
“I think I have something, if I do it could be fucking bad.” His words come out quick and my muscles tense. “The truck that followed the girls, that woman it’s tied to. I found an article that mentioned a husband and daughter, Anthony and Lily. It says the fire was suspicious but the cops couldn’t prove anything. I tried looking up the guy and the daughter but it’s like they fucking disappeared into thin air. Thing is when I was researching it the guys face looked so familiar to me. So I started reviewing footage again, this guy is a parent at the school.”
“You’re fucking kidding me right?” I start looking around for the girls but suddenly the room seems like its three times as crowded. “Ryan go find the girls.”
He takes off without asking another question.
I look around frantically for any sight of them. “We are at a damn school event right now. Send me a picture of this guy and then any information you can find.”
Ryan comes walking up with a crying Casey in his arms. “I found her in the bathroom, she said that some guy was talking to Amy and then she got locked in the stall and couldn’t get out.”
No.
