After it is done, I walk through the shore, allowing my toes to wiggle in the sand. Then, I enter my room and plug my phone into the computer. The call is still active, much like I thought it would be.
I track his number and find the exact pin code of his address.
Then, I call my lieutenant and tell him the coordinates. And after I do, I let the tears leave my eyes, I allow myself to scream out all the pain.
And then, I look myself in the mirror.
I will never be the same again.
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The takings of Kaitlyn Becker
Mistério / SuspenseDetective Joanna Wolff is called to investigate the mysterious abduction of a thirty year old Caucasian woman-Kaitlyn Becker. But what follows is more than just a regular kidnapping. Kaitlyn Becker is returned alive, three days after her abduction...
