Ryan was about to tell Mike that he wasn’t allowed anywhere near the case, when his phone buzzed.
“You didn’t hear it from me” Deirdre started, when Ryan had picked up. “but you need to turn on your television”
Ryan did what she said, and his eyebrows became a curved unity, when he saw Donovan on the news. “What the hell is he doing?” Ryan mumbled and he increased the volume.
“So, you think agent Debra Parker is behind the murder of her own sister, Beth Parker?” a reporter asked.
“All I know,” Nick started, carefully weighing his words, “is that agent Parker could be an invaluable lead to whoever did kill them. I want to ask agent Parker to come forward. I understand that she’s afraid, but it’s time she stopped hiding, because the longer she waits, the more difficult things will become”
Ryan put out the television out, and turned to Mike. “He must be really desperate, if he thinks he’s going to get a hold of her with that” he scoffed.
Mike’s face revealed that he was desperate, too.
“You need to rest” Ryan said, decisively . “I’ll be back in the morning, see if I got any scoop on Deb, alright?”
“Alright” Mike mumbled sleepy.
Mike tried to sleep, he really did. But knowing that Deb was out there, all alone, scared, and probably hurt, kept him up wide awake.
And no one was doing jack to find her.
Mike threw his sheets off, and got out of bed. He put on his pants, and took the hospital apron off. He carefully checked his injury, and figured he would live.
Once fully dressed, he walked to the door and opened it. He looked left and right, but no one was there. Once outside the building, he pulled out his phone, and dialed a number.
“I need to speak to you” he said short. “Meet me at the office”
“You didn’t hear it from me” Deirdre started, when Ryan had picked up. “but you need to turn on your television”
Ryan did what she said, and his eyebrows became a curved unity, when he saw Donovan on the news. “What the hell is he doing?” Ryan mumbled and he increased the volume.
“So, you think agent Debra Parker is behind the murder of her own sister, Beth Parker?” a reporter asked.
“All I know,” Nick started, carefully weighing his words, “is that agent Parker could be an invaluable lead to whoever did kill them. I want to ask agent Parker to come forward. I understand that she’s afraid, but it’s time she stopped hiding, because the longer she waits, the more difficult things will become”
Ryan put out the television out, and turned to Mike. “He must be really desperate, if he thinks he’s going to get a hold of her with that” he scoffed.
Mike’s face revealed that he was desperate, too.
“You need to rest” Ryan said, decisively . “I’ll be back in the morning, see if I got any scoop on Deb, alright?”
“Alright” Mike mumbled sleepy.
Mike tried to sleep, he really did. But knowing that Deb was out there, all alone, scared, and probably hurt, kept him up wide awake.
And no one was doing jack to find her.
Mike threw his sheets off, and got out of bed. He put on his pants, and took the hospital apron off. He carefully checked his injury, and figured he would live.
Once fully dressed, he walked to the door and opened it. He looked left and right, but no one was there. Once outside the building, he pulled out his phone, and dialed a number.
“I need to speak to you” he said short. “Meet me at the office”
Rob returned with a notepad, and a pen. He gave both items to Deb and sat down. “They’ll be here soon” he explained. “They asked if you could write your statement down, and sign it. It would save them some time, and they would see it as a sign of cooperation. It’s really important that you cooperate, Deb. Do you understand that?”
Deb nodded scared. What the hell had she gotten herself into?
Rob nodded at the notepad. “Just remember what I told you, and write it down”
Deb gazed at the notepad, swallowed, and opened it. The blank page, staring back at her, looked so uninviting she wanted to shut the book, and smash it against the wall.
“You can do it” Rob encouraged her softly. “I’ll be with you, every step of the way”
Those words seemed to do the trick, because Deb conjured a faint smile, and started writing…
Deb nodded scared. What the hell had she gotten herself into?
Rob nodded at the notepad. “Just remember what I told you, and write it down”
Deb gazed at the notepad, swallowed, and opened it. The blank page, staring back at her, looked so uninviting she wanted to shut the book, and smash it against the wall.
“You can do it” Rob encouraged her softly. “I’ll be with you, every step of the way”
Those words seemed to do the trick, because Deb conjured a faint smile, and started writing…