Chapter 12: Livin' La Vida Loca

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A/N: You might wanna read the last 1 or 2 chapters so you're caught up. Enjoy :))

Angie's POV

Once the police officer, Amy and I left Carla's school we went back into the cop car and headed towards the police station.

"So what are you gonna do now? I asked him as our eyes connected in the rear view mirror.

He looked around as if he didn't know what to say before speaking. "Well... We're going to get more information on Carla, run some tests and try to trace her."

"Well good luck with that." I mumbled to my self.

We arrived at the police station and as I was about to follow behind the officer into his office he stopped me.

"What are you doing?" I asked, confused.

"I need you to wait out here and have a seat. When someone's missing it's a big deal and it requires patience and quiet. I've called some of the finest detectives and investigators in the city to help me. You have nothing to worry about."

I closed my eyes and took a very deep breath before going off. "You listen to me, Officer Penis Son." I squinted at the name on his badge.

"It's-" he tried interrupting me, but I kept going.

"This is the second time my daughter has gotten taken from me. Yes I will admit the first time it was my fault but now it's not so I have every right to be in that office and observing every step you guys are taking to find Carla. So we can do this the easy way, and Amy and I will sit quiet in your office chair at the back of the room, or I'll be forced to take drastic measures."

He sighed and looked down, then looked back up to me. "Alright, first of all, it's Officer Peninson. Get it right. And second off, you can sit quietly in the back but if I hear one peep out of that baby, not only will you be escorted out of my office but you'll be escorted out of the station."

I smiled sarcastically and made my way in the office as Officer Peninson followed behind me, rolling his eyes.

He sat at his computer desk and began typing away God knows what, when about 30 minutes later 2 men and a woman entered the office.

The two men were dressed in suits. They were tall, lean, and very handsome. And the woman had an interesting ensemble of a high waisted pencil skirt that began right under her boobs and stopped about 2 inches under her ass. She walked in 4 1/2 inch Loubotins and her lips were covered in Mac Ruby Red lipstick. Yeah, I know my stuff. This should be interesting.

Officer Peninson stood from his desk and motioned towards my direction. "Mr. Gordon, Vale, and Miss Swan, this is the victim's mother, Angie Parker."

Mr. Gordon and Mr. Vale greeted me with warm smiles while Miss Swan flashed a very fake one. Very mature.

"I need you all to make it your top priority to help find Ms. Parker's daughter and as well as the other girls with her." He said as they pulled up chairs behind his desk and sat down.

"Wait, other girls?" I asked.

"Yes, we received 4 other reports for 4 other missing girls. 3 of which around Carla's age and the other a couple years younger." He said.

Oh God. What if Brandi's there too? Whoever this kidnapper is needs a serious reality check as well as a punch in the face.

Carla's POV

We all fell asleep on that hour long drive but when we pulled up to our stop, we woke to a quite pleasant surprise.

What laid before our eyes was a mansion. It seemed to be about four stories high and I turned around to see that the drive way was about half a mile. there was a waterfall in the middle of the driveway and the front door looked like mine, except it's height doubled. Also, lights cascaded the palm trees that lined up the side of the house. It was actually the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

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