Eyes Behold

28. Call from afar

Carla Jones was a social worker who worked in the child care centre of the department. She and her team were responsible for kids who had been abandoned or were orphans or had been victims of abuse just like Mike. So when she heard about this case , she hurried over .

Rose knew a bit about such organisations. When she saw the batch adorning her formal white shirt , she immediately understood . Gathering herself she nodded with a small smile.

" Hi. I'm Carla Jones , the incharge of the child care centre in Calgary. I'm here for the case of Mike Dayle. "

" Hello , I'm Rose Wilder . Call me Rose "  Carla nodded with a polite smile .

" Rose . I just visited the little kid." After confirming all the details of his confession Carla started discussing the details of their future actions . It was necessary since the kid wasn't ready to interact with anyone except for Rose yet .

" Officer.  I think his trauma has affected him quite bad . Seeing his age and the way the man treated him , I doubt that he ever received proper education and seeing how he rarely talks in complete sentences, I guess he was even deterred from normal communication with other people too . " Rose kept her opinions.

She had seen how the poor soul trembled and never spoke in complete full sentences. Carla simply nodded and noted down the points .

" We'll be on a lookout for a proper house and caring couples who are willing to take him in.  But for that I need you to talk to him . He is still traumatized and is not ready to listen to me or anyone else for that matter ."

Rose nodded and was about to follow her to the ward when an exhausted and  irritated Louis entered the room while scowling at his phone. When he saw Rose he let out a dramatically relieved breath and caught her before she could take another step .

" Please talk to him . Talk to him now or I'll lose all my brain cells today . He has been eating my head with his constant questions now ."

Rose frowned lightly and took the phone from his hands . When she saw the caller ID, her heart fluttered and a warm sensation engulfed her body . The fatigue left her body and her shoulders sagged down in relief.

" Jordan ?"

" Rose ! Finally ! How are you ? Is the arm very painful? You sure yo-"

" Calm down Mr. Grumpy . I'm as good as new . Just a little gash . I'm perfectly fi-"

" No you are not. How could you just leap in front of a mad psychopath like him ? What if something happened to you ? Didn't you even think once about us ?" about me ? he added silently .

Rose's eyes softened at his concern . Her heart and stomach did weird things that weren't even scientifically possible . Butterflies in stomach? She had always found it ridiculous.  But now , she couldn't say that anymore , at least after feeling it herself.

" Jordan I promise I'm fine . I couldn't have just left the little soul there. He would have killed him . And to imagine that was his own father ? How can someone be so cruel ? You should have seen him Jord . The little one was tattered in bruises . He is so small Jord , so small ." Her strong voice betrayed her at last and a sob raked through her body .

Jordan who had been worried sick since that first call and had almost booked a flight back to Calgary could now breath after hearing her voice . His tense body automatically relaxed as if her voice just had magic . His voice which was laced with concern till now softened and took over a caring stance .

" Little one . I'm so proud of you . You saved him and he is in good hands now. He'll be fine . You'll be fine too . He is out of it now . Right ?"