Remember More

Chapter 06

REMEMBER MORE

CHAPTER 06

Yan woke the house staff up and they searched the entire premises. Nothing. No Jonas. The only thing they did find was a new set of tire tracks left behind in the exercise field out beyond the garden. But that was strange, because none of John's cars were missing.

John called the local police station to try to get some help and they told him they'd get right on it, so that would be first thing in the morning.

Yan shook her head. "Sir, they're not going to do anything. It hasn't been twenty-four hours yet."

John considered this. He checked his contacts, pulled in a few favours and called up the captain of the precinct at home, still sleeping. John explained the situation and that his son was very sick. They needed to find him right away.

In about an hour, two uniforms showed up at the house. They came in, said hello, sat John and Yan down and took their statement. They also went out and had a look at the tire tracks. When they finished an hour after that, they said goodbye and left again.

John took up his position by the glass doors to the garden and stared out.

"Well, that was bloody helpful." Yan was cleaning up the mess from earlier. She swept up the broken bits of teacup and desk lamp still strewn about on the floor and tossed them out. She moved over to the desk. There were bits of wiring and metal on this as well.

She was just brushing together this debris when she noticed something. "What's this?"

John frowned. He turned to her. Working the joystick, he rolled over to the desk to stop by her side.

She picked it up and brought it over so he could see it. "Sir, don't you think it looks a little…"

"It's a listening device."

The bit that Yan was holding looked like a square circuit board of some kind, only about an inch to a side. There was a tiny mesh on one end of it which must have worked as the microphone on the unit.

Yan nodded. "It's all flattened out, though. Broken, I think."

John turned and wheeled away again.

Yan screwed up her eyes at the bug. She turned to John. "Who would want to listen in on us, though?" She stole up behind him. She turned her eyes out into the garden as well.

Outside, the morning had come.

She glanced down into his hand and saw that he was holding something in it. His fingers shifted and she could see what it was. "Sir, what are you doing with that?" It was a vial of the serum from the first box that she had brought back from the lab.

Then she remembered. She whipped her head back to the table by the side of the bed. Her eyes widened.

She spun around to John. "Sir, the pills are gone!"

John nodded without looking at her. "That's right. He took them. When he left." He closed his fist around the vial again. "Of course he did. He'll be needing them, wherever he'll be going…"

Yan edged up to the wheelchair from the back. "Where do you think that'll be, sir?"

John shook his head. "I don't know. I haven't the slightest idea."

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That whole day and then the next, the two of them waited by the phone. When it did ring the one time, it was the police calling back to ask them not to keep calling them anymore. When they did have news of Jonas, they would call and tell them immediately, so please be patient.