Wednesday morning at 5 O'clock

Chapter 16

George had gone straight to johns house after finding Mitchell's place empty. It troubled both of their minds as to why she would just leave.

"Maybe she got fed up with us" George said then taking a long drag of his cigarette. John scoffed and took a sip of his tea.

"I doubt that very much George. She was all over you, so she wouldn't just leave like that" George shrugged his shoulders and bit his lip.

"I suppose so. But then if that'd the case, then how come she isn't home? Surely shed still be there"

"Maybe she just went out and you turned up at the wrong time? How about this, we'll go to hers and see if she's there. If not;we'll look for some clues" George nodded and stood up.

"I best be going. I said to Pattie that me and her could have the night in and she'll ring me neck if I'm late" John chuckled and led George to the door before opening it.

"Me paul and Richard will come for you in the morning. In the mean time, enjoy time with your missus. See you later George" George nodded and then made his way to Pattie; his mind still full of ideas to what might of happened to Michelle.

...

John had done what he said and had gotten paul and Richard together before going to Georges. The three of them knocked on the door and waited patiently for either George or pattie to answer.

"Hello boys, what brings you here?" Pattie said as she answered the door. Richard stepped foreword and smiled.

"George told us to come over to get him. It's very important you see" Pattie rose her eyebrows but stood aside so the three of them could get in.

"He's just getting washed and dressed and then he'll be down. Do you want anything though? A cuppa tea, biscuits?"

"Oh I'd love a cuppa please pattsy" John said, fluttering his eyebrows. Pattie scoffed and looked at Richard and Paul.

"Um well just have a cuppa too please pattie, thanks" Paul said and waited for pattie to go into the kitchen before he started speaking.

Leaning forward, he motioned the other two to follow.

"Right so why are we here?" Paul whispered. John looked around to make sure it was ok before saying.

"Basically, Michelle's gone missing and George,still caring for her even when he says he doesn't, has gotten himself in a panic to why she was at home when he went to talk to her. I told him that us four would go to hers to check for clues" Paul rolled his eyes as did Richard. Was this really necessary?

"So we're chasing after a bird that non of us like just for George? Sounds silly if you ask me. But George is me mate so I'll do it for him" Richard said. John smiled and sat up as he heard pattie coming in with the teas.

"Here you are" she said handing them out. She got thank with various nods from the three lads as they all took a sip of the scolding liquid.

The four of them say there in silence. The only thing that could be heard would be the sips of tea being taken or the roar of the water pipes as George was using the water. It was awkward, and they all knew it yet non of them knew how to break the tension.

Paul sat there picking at his nails, Richard merely stared off into space whilst John fiddled with a broken button on his jacket.

"It's like someone's died down here" George said as he made his way into the living. John, Paul and Richard all sighed a sigh of relief and put their cups on the coffee table that occupied the centre of the living room.

"Thanks for the tea pattie. Let's go George we've got important business" Paul said as he shoved George out the door.

...

"There's nothing here!" John yelled as he walked around Michelle's place. It was exactly how George had explained it; no dust, no dirt and no light. Every thing was were it was meant to be.

"The only thing I've found was a stone cold cup of coffee." Richard said walking into the living room where George and John was stood.

"This is bloody useless George. There's nothing at all" John said and sat on the floor;not wanting to ruin the almost perfect crime scene of a sofa.

"We'll just have to keep on looking" George said and sat next to John.

A couple minutes had passed and Paul quickly rushed in the room.

"I think I may have found something. Nothing major but it might help us" he said and beaconed the others to follow him into her bedroom. Once in, he pointed towards her wardrobe." Notice how non of her clothes are missing." He said before pulling down a rather large suitcase. "And look, her suitcase is still here. It seems to me that she's most probably been kidnaped because not only is her stuff all here, but when I walked in here I noticed little scraps marks on the floor. Scrape marks preferably done by either gogo boots or platform heals"

All four Beatles knelt down and examined the black scrape marks that made home on Michelle's bedroom floor.

"Paul, I think you've just found out major clue!"