Captured

13

Sawyer

I placed my hands firmly on a bible directly in front of a police department sheriff and nodded my head at his instructions of how he was going to ask me such and such. Putting my hands on the bible was my proof that I would tell him only the truth and nothing but the truth. Once I had sworn on the bible, I placed my hands down in my lap so they couldn't see me nervously fidgeting. It's so crazy because I know I'm innocent and 'The Daylighters', Aimee and Chloe know I'm innocent but I still need to some how prove the true facts. I guess those people being here would help my case even more, sigh.

"So Sawyer Cash I need you to tell me exactly what happened that night at Starbucks. How you saw Chloe the first time and how you claim you were kidnapped as well. Also if you know who the kidnapper is, I need you to tell me that as well." The police officer, Sheriff Jackson looked at me with a deep frown upon his face. He sat in a wooden chair facing me directly and two police officer women were standing off to the side, one gaping at me in surprise and the other wearing a completely serious expression.

"I was at Starbucks ordering my usual and just about to leave the building when Chloe got taken by a man in a black Lamborghini. Pretty sure it was mine. But anyways, he must have recognized me as well or something because he took me as well and then for several hours Chloe and I were in the car together trying to think of a good escape route from the man. We ended up getting out and meeting Asher and Bradley from 'The Daylighters' in a fairly deserted town. Them and the rest of their bandmates helped us get back on our feet. Which we did run into the kidnapper again and we found out his name is Bradley. We escaped from him a second time before getting kidnapped again by a completely different person, whom we don't even know who he is. The second guy kidnapped Aimee as well. When we got away from him we finally were able to come to you guys." I tried to make our entire story so far as short as I could, letting out a deep breath once I was finished. It seemed like so little and so much all in one. I mean really this everything had all occurred over the course of like three days but it seems so so much longer.

Sheriff Jackson sat there patiently and looked to absorb everything I said, thinking about it to figure out if what I said sounded like it was the truth or not. I really hope he believed me. I don't have time for all this questioning and everything. Not when I need to get back to my bandmates and stop letting my fans down. Plus I need to be sure that Chloe, Aimee, Bradley, Colby, Skyler, and Asher are all alright as well.

"What do you know about this Bradley guy that kidnapped you to begin with? I mean it seems to sound like he's the instigator of everything, but do you know anything about him that can give us good leads?" Sheriff Jackson cleared his throat and lifted his coffee mug up to his lips, drinking from it now and again as he fixed his eyes upon me.

I gave him the best description I could muster of what he looks like but other than that I knew absolutely nothing. The way things were said it sounded as if Chloe and Aimee either knew or knows this guy, but I'm not sure of how exactly. They never told me or any of The Daylighters that. Didn't really think that was any of our business anyway. If we needed to know, we'd know when it was time.

"Okay Cash I'll let you go now. But please, you and the other boys stay in Minnesota for a few days until we figure this all out. We might need you for a bit more questioning. We don't have big enough leads yet that we can just go and arrest some guy named Bradley that lives in this area. But anyway, thank you so much for your time. It's a pleasure to meet you. My daughter is a big fan." Finally Sheriff Jackson's smile thinned and it didn't look so strict. He held out his hand and we shook hands before he stood up to his feet and showed me the way out.

"It's a pleasure to meet you as well. I'm sorry it had to be from such awful circumstances as this." I nodded my head and sent him a soft smile in return. He then asked if he could get a signature for his daughter so I nodded and signed a piece of paper. Then I gave him a wave before he allowed me to leave the police station.