Kidnapped (Book 1)

The First Time Meeting

                     Robbins waited patiently as the helicopter landed across the street from the abandoned house in a grassy field. The house had become yet another crime scene for the police to investigate. Robbins already sent a few police officers to the Bahamas to catch Kyle and Marcus if possible. She knew it was a long shot and that her officers would beat Kyle to the Bahamas but she had to try. Robbins was already delayed on getting to the Bahamas due to Matt's death and the new crime scene opening up. She wished that she could just teleport there so she could start looking for Kyle and Marcus.

                  She quickly ran over to the helicopter, her long brown hair blowing in the wind, making it hard to see where she was going. She hopped in the helicopter where several other police officers joined her. She gave a signal to the pilot and he took off flying, rocking the passengers as it took off.

                   Robbins had already notified the Bahamas police department on every island but Robbins had a feeling they would go to the main island as their first stop. As they flew, Robbins looked over her reports, looking for anything that could be a mistake or an indication of where they were going and what their plans were.

                "Did you find anything?" Her co-worker asked.

                      Sadly, she shook her head. Kyle was a police officer so it would make sense that he would be hard to catch. He knew everything that Robbins was doing and would try and avoid her attempts at catching him. Kyle was a smart man, too smart for his own good. Catching him seemed impossible but she wouldn't give up. Robbins remembered when Kyle and she used to date when they both started working together. She knew it had been a bad idea but Kyle had a charm to him that no one else had that she had met. When Robbins first met Kyle, nothing seemed wrong with him. She would have never guessed that he was capable of murder and kidnapping. He seemed like a normal person. He even brought her a flower on their first date. She could remember that date clearly.

                 The doorbell rang, causing Robbins to jump off the couch and rush to the front door. She glanced in the mirror on the wall by the door, running her fingers through her long, brown hair. She straightened up her dress and gave herself one last look in the mirror. Nerves were getting the best of her and it felt like little butterflies were fluttering in her stomach. She stared at the door for a few seconds before slowly opening the door. Standing in the doorway, stood Kyle smiling with his big, bright smile that showed off his perfectly white teeth.

                  Robbins stared into his comforting blue eyes, knowing that going on a date with him wouldn't be a mistake. Robbins never had any luck with guys so she hoped Kyle would be different. She couldn't help but continue to admire him. He was wearing long black dress pants and a gray long sleeved shirt. She had to admit he looked rather handsome.

             "Hello." She greeted.

              "Good evening, Christi." He said, smiling.

               She couldn't help but smile along with him. His smile was just too contagious. He pulled a single red rose out from behind his back and handed her the rose. She couldn't help but blush the same color as the rose as she accepted the kind gesture. She held the rose against her chest, taking a whiff of the sweet smell.

             "Please, come in." She said, opening the door more so he could enter.

              Robbins told Kyle to sit down and make himself comfortable. She filled up a small vase and placed the rose inside of it, cherishing the first flower a man had ever gave her. The sweet smell of dinner cooking filled the house. The rest of the night went by in a blink of an eye. Kyle was a complete gentleman and seemed fully aware of every word she spoke.