No Trace Left

Part 2: The Burning

Jim, no sooner had he turned the corner to his house flat he was horrified to see smoke coming from his 1st floor apartment. The road was blocked off by some tape, Police monitored the area, fire fighters, calming the almost cinder fire. 

The commotion of cars and truck being moved out of the streets created a surreal look, but Jim was not thinking of this. His blood ran cold, at the thought of Gary. vivid images of his beloved burn't / blackened flashed before his eye's. 

In the next instance he found himself throwing himself through the barricade of police, tape and the on lookers at the scene. 

His neighbours and the police ran to his aid, pulling him away from the fray. . Ms Stuart came to his rescue,  explaining that he lives at that floor to the policemen. 

Jim frantically trying to get free, not listening as his body his mind just wants to find Gary. 

Ms Stuart shouted, "Jimmey, Gary is not in the house, oh Jimmey what have you got involved in?

Sorry officer, Jimmey lives on that floor" 

Police officer who are holding him down, as he struggles. Firmly telling Jim " sir you've got to calm down, we have found no one in the premises and it would not be safe for you to enter". 

Jim reluctantly softened his struggle, weeping uncontrollably, attempting to get to his phone to call Gary again. 

Ms Stuart told both Jim and Police. "Jimmey what are you involved in? there were men, who burst into your house and took Gary. I could hear squabbles for a bit and then complete silence. for a minute I thought they killed Gary" 

Jim became frantic again, not wanting to hear any more. he just wanted his Gary back, calling his phone over and over again.... no reply, straight to voice mail. 

Ms Stuart continued as police kept an eye and a firm hand on Jim. " After they ransacked the place, 2 men dragged him into one of there cars. I called the police, but by then they set the place on fire. 

She began showing the police and Jim the surveillance footage from her ring bell. Gary limp, being  shoved into one of the black Toyota RAV4s. 4 of the men got into the car, and the last threw a bottle lit at the tip with fire into the window to the flat. 

What happened next was hard to discern as for Jim as  tears clouded Jim's eye's as his apartment lit ablaze. 

After speaking with the police. He was lost. "what do I do now"? 

Jim stayed at the octogenarian Ms Stuart's house, a couple doors down in the cul-de-sac where he lived.  

A few days went by, no where abouts of Gary, no calls, nor ransom was expressed. Police that monitored the local for a few days taking samples, evidence and pictures had finally left the area.

He was tired and sick of it all. The phone rang, Jim threw his blanket off himself, jumped to his phone on the table beside the bed, smarting his elbow against the metal head board.  

he picked up the phone without looking at the caller. "hello Gary! where are you I've been calling for ages. 

A Wiskey smokers voice answered, "Jimmey, is everything alright, I've not seen you about lately". 

"Nothings right Dan, They've taken Gary. What do I do? No ones telling me anything" hysterically said Jim. 

"Stay calm Jimmey, I'm coming over, let me know where you are". 

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