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Mad World 11

Puzzled by how easily his father had got a hold of his tracker friend Jason stayed glued to his seat over looking the map that the police had given him. They said they knew nothing of the girls where about’s but that they did however have general locations. Why the fuck they couldn’t just send a swat team to ran sack the whole place and bring his baby girl back to him, he’d never know but now it was his duty to bring his baby back. Staring at the surrounding circle of the destination of where they could be Jason felt nausea sink in his stomach and cloud his mind. This was one fucking big general area. It would take weeks, months to cover all the grounds. And time was one thing they didn’t have on their side.

Doug watched his son studying the map in the corner stiff as a board. His back hunched over the map with darting eyes.  His determination brought doug to look over at Jared. His long time friend whom made a career out of his military training of tracking and now was one of the most well know trackers in the state. Just as determined Jared too stared at the map over Jason’s should. With a firm hand placed on Jason’s shoulder Doug too joined in on over looking the map. And fuck was it a huge ass map. The police didn’t do jack squat on getting a narrowed down location and now they were staring at a map of down town Denver.  Jared cleared his throat and walked away from the map with an idea of what might be going on. From adding up all the facts they had so far it’s a situation he’d very accustom too. Sauntering up to his bar and grabbing a quick swig of Jack Daniels, Jared set his glass down with a gruffly sigh. Grabbing the attention of the Smith boys Jared stared at Jason in particular. After all what he’s about to tell Jason might very well break him limb by limb.

“ I have a hunch as to what is going on.” With a sigh Jared made his way over to the desk in the corner and grabbed his stack of files he’d collected over the years from several other cases he’d worked. Cases that came very close to the one Doug and Jason proposed.  Throwing them in front of Jason and Doug, he crossed his arms.

“ A few years back I got a case from an elderly couple. Their granddaughter, Cameron, age 19, went missing. They figured she just went on a spontaneous vacation for a week but after receiving no phone calls and getting nothing but her voice mail they knew something was wrong.”

“ Its great to hear about your cases and all but in case you haven’t noticed my girlfriend and her friends are out there missing having God knows what done to them so if you could just get to the fucking point im sure their lives would really appreciate it.” Jason snapped while standing up and towering over Jared’s 5’9 body.  Jared shot Doug an irritated look before shoving past Jason and opening the case files and throwing one to each of the men.

“ I did some digging for the case and she went missing along with 3 other girls after a concert on highway 76.”

“ The same highway brecken and the girls got taken on” Jason stated, looking down at the file in his hand he noticed it was Cameron’s file.

“ She was found dead 3 weeks later, her body along with the other 3 bodies were dumped in a dumpster downtown. Cases like these kept coming and I noticed this isn’t just a serial killer. Its impossible for a serial killer to grab all 4 girls at a time. It has to be an organization. But I’ve never been able to locate them. I doubt I ever will be able to.”

“So how are we supposed to find Brecken, close our eyes and point?!” Jason yelled, pissed as hell. Throwing the light folder across the room Jason stocked off and out the front door. Stomping to his car and opening the car and climbing in and slammed the door with more than necessary force. His blood was pumping in his ears and his hands were curled into iron fists. ‘ Ill find you Brecken Baby. I will’ he vowed even though she was a million miles away from him and his waiting arms.

Taking the slap from Cory Brecken bit her lip to prevent any sound of pain to escape.

“I said say you love me you filthy bitch.” Cory spat out toward Brecken with his hand still raised ready to slap Brecken again if needed. Refusing to say a word Brecken closed her eyes and prayed that something, that someone would make him stop. Her brain pounded endlessly inside her head. Feeling heavy and in the worse pain yet Brecken shook her head refusing to do such a thing. Her love belonged to Jason not this son of a bitch. Feeling the slap come from the other side Brecken gave up. Still refusing to tell Cory she loved him Brecken just laid there waiting for death to swoop over her and take her away. Without the pain, without the worry Brecken could be free. But she knew that was not coming anytime soon.  With utter rage Brecken popped her eyes open and glared at Cory. She had to fight. Fight to be free for her and the girls. She had to.