Missing

6

Third person P.O.V

Jake was highly enjoying himself. France was simply amazing. The people, the food, oh how the food was so good. He never wanted it to end. And he could almost...almost forget his missing sister.

Eric and Bea had picked a spot for the wedding, a hotel over the water. Glass walls endorsed the wedding room and tables with white cloth would lay over them. And expensive food and wine would be dished out.

Rose felt alone, she hated it. Whatever Mia was doing she better have not thrown herself off a cliff or into a bottomless lake.

Kate was growing weaker and weaker by the second. The cuts had not fully healed, but they would be opened again soon.

Mia's P.O.V

The dream was confusing. I had to get to the bottom of the robbery, but where to start?I'd think about it after breakfast.

2 hours later

I spent a good two hours thinking about how I can help behind the scenes and not get caught. Hmmm, scenes...scenes.

I've got it! I'll go back to the scene of the crime. But people will be there. I guess I have no choice.

I walked through the alley ways and behind shops quietly. When I finally reached the small flower shop, it was crowded beyond what I would have normally seen. I looked around the crowd and as I had thought I spotted Rose, standing there. She looked kind of peaceful, but I knew her better. She is furious. Quick everyone! RUN!

Rose's P.O.V

HOW DEAR THEY! IT'S JUST AN INNOCENT SHOP! THIS IS LUDICROUS! THIS JUST BAFFLES ME, I MEAN A FLOWER SHOP! A FLORIST! WHAT HAVE WE BECOME?! I was too mad to stand there any more. I'm out! A dose of Dylan O'brian would help.

Mia's P.O.V

I saw her stalk off. She was clearly fuming on the inside. On the left of me I saw a news reporter talking to a blond boy and a girl with orange skin. Someone obviously loves their spray tan.

"So, Archer, what do you think about the break in?" the reporter questioned.

"It's weirdly out of place and I hope they can find the person who did it," the blond responded.

I decided that I would slip around the back. Quietly as I could, I weaved my way around baffled people. I was really lucky no one payed attention to me.

Just as I was about to stride around the corner of the shop, I heard some people talking.

"So it was a forced entry?" a lady's voice sobbed.

"I'm afraid so," a mans voice spoke.

"But why?"

"That's what we're working on, "

"Well you better hurry up, this is my shop,"

"Understood, miss,"

I poked my head around just enough to see them go around, a head of greying hair and a head of long brown hair. I stepped out into the open and looked around. It was pretty bland. I thought that there was nothing else that the police wouldn't have missed, but out of the corner of my eye I spotted a piece of black fabric that had obliviously been torn. The black masks! I picked it up to have a close look. It was wool. This would help. I'm such a genius. Sometimes I even surprise myself. As I lifted up the piece of cloth, I saw that there was a silver key, but that means that it wasn't a forced entry. Someone was obviously lying here. The police need to see this, but how could I get their attention?

I noticed an empty beer bottle knocked over on the left of me, so I tore some of the black wool off for me and grabbed
the beer bottle off of the floor.

BANG

The glass shattered everywhere. Soon, I heard heavy footsteps coming my way.

"Hey is anyone there?" a police officer shouted.

I sprinted away. Hopefully that would get their attention.

Back under the bridge I closely inspected the piece of cloth. A bit original I thought. How could I solve this robbery all on my own? I had no idea.

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I'm sorry that the chapter is late, I was on a holiday and there were minor glitches.

Thanks to Kara. 😄

- Cristalizedbubblegum