Ryan and Mike decided to stop at a diner on the road, to have a late lunch, or an early dinner.
“What?” Mike said, when he basically crammed his food in his mouth.
“Nothing” Ryan replied. “I’m just glad you decided to not starve yourself”
“Why would I starve myself?” Mike shrugged, a little annoyed. “How is that going to help Deb?”
Ryan shook his head. “Has it occurred to you that, maybe, she needs the kind of help you can’t provide?”
“What are you implying?” Mike frowned, angry.
“She grew up in a cult, Mike” Ryan said, frustrated. “How many people get out, without being scarred for life?”
Mike’s face hardened, and he clenched his fist. “All the more reason to find her as soon as possible”
At that moment Ryan’s phone buzzed, and he picked up without checking. “Ryan Hardy”
“Ryan” Deirdre spoke tensed. “You should get here. Right now. You, and Mike”
“I’m afraid that’s kind of an impossible thing to do. We’re not exactly around the corner” Ryan tried to explain.
“Agent Hardy” Nick was now talking, and he didn’t sound particularly amused. “I don’t care if you’re in freaking Disneyland. You will get here”
“What was it?” Mike asked, when Ryan had hung up.
“That was Nick” Ryan waved with his phone. “I think we’re in trouble, and by we, I mean the two of us, and Mitchell”
Mike raised his hand, to get the bill. “I think we should get a motel room” he said. He paid the bill, and then continued: “Then we can get some rest, so that tonight we can go back to that place”
Ryan stared at him. “Mike, we’ve been there. We’ve searched the entire place. I admit, Dale’s a little shady, but Deb is not there”
“We missed something” Mike commented convinced.
“Well, whatever you’re planning on doing, you’ll have to do it on your own” Ryan sighed. “I’m going back, see if I can repair some of the damage we caused”
During the ride, Ryan had the constant feeling they were being followed, so when he parked at a motel, he said to Mike: “You go check in. I’ll be out there”
He drew his gun, and walked to the blue vehicle that was parked a couple yards further. When he got to the car, it was empty.
However, there was a thud, coming from behind the building where the car was parker. Ryan, gun raised, walked around the building, to find a woman with dark hair and brown eyes, standing over a body.
“Please, don’t shoot me” the woman pleaded, her hands in the air…
“What?” Mike said, when he basically crammed his food in his mouth.
“Nothing” Ryan replied. “I’m just glad you decided to not starve yourself”
“Why would I starve myself?” Mike shrugged, a little annoyed. “How is that going to help Deb?”
Ryan shook his head. “Has it occurred to you that, maybe, she needs the kind of help you can’t provide?”
“What are you implying?” Mike frowned, angry.
“She grew up in a cult, Mike” Ryan said, frustrated. “How many people get out, without being scarred for life?”
Mike’s face hardened, and he clenched his fist. “All the more reason to find her as soon as possible”
At that moment Ryan’s phone buzzed, and he picked up without checking. “Ryan Hardy”
“Ryan” Deirdre spoke tensed. “You should get here. Right now. You, and Mike”
“I’m afraid that’s kind of an impossible thing to do. We’re not exactly around the corner” Ryan tried to explain.
“Agent Hardy” Nick was now talking, and he didn’t sound particularly amused. “I don’t care if you’re in freaking Disneyland. You will get here”
“What was it?” Mike asked, when Ryan had hung up.
“That was Nick” Ryan waved with his phone. “I think we’re in trouble, and by we, I mean the two of us, and Mitchell”
Mike raised his hand, to get the bill. “I think we should get a motel room” he said. He paid the bill, and then continued: “Then we can get some rest, so that tonight we can go back to that place”
Ryan stared at him. “Mike, we’ve been there. We’ve searched the entire place. I admit, Dale’s a little shady, but Deb is not there”
“We missed something” Mike commented convinced.
“Well, whatever you’re planning on doing, you’ll have to do it on your own” Ryan sighed. “I’m going back, see if I can repair some of the damage we caused”
During the ride, Ryan had the constant feeling they were being followed, so when he parked at a motel, he said to Mike: “You go check in. I’ll be out there”
He drew his gun, and walked to the blue vehicle that was parked a couple yards further. When he got to the car, it was empty.
However, there was a thud, coming from behind the building where the car was parker. Ryan, gun raised, walked around the building, to find a woman with dark hair and brown eyes, standing over a body.
“Please, don’t shoot me” the woman pleaded, her hands in the air…