Instantly Jack and I rush out the house and head towards the police station. Jack gripped my hand as he dragged me through the blanket of suffocating darkness. All I wanted was my daughter back. With a blink, we arrived at the police station, and ran to the reception desk.
"We got a message from the chief, saying that they have seen our daughter!" Jack rushed out in one breath.
"And you are?" This blonde woman look Jack up and down, and gives him a digusted look. Her hair was bleach blond, she was heavily made up.
"Jack Harries"
"And she is?" She points at me with her nail file.
"What do you mean who is she? She's my wife, the babys mother!" Jack yelled. I pull Jack back, and he has a look of panic and frustration painted on his face.
"Jack calm down!" I whisper at him in hushed tones.
"But...Summer...Yeah, yeah I need to calm down." I kissed Jack lightly on the cheek and returned to the reception desk.
"Can we please go and see the chief now?" I ask her, she sighs at me, and looks at something on her computer. She take a few minutes flicking through files, and messages.
"Take a seat over there, he will be with you shortly" She said shortly. The mood I was in I could have slapped her. But I couldn't waste anytime if it meant finding my daughter. Jack and I sat in a small room, filled with empty chairs and posters. This was a depressing little room. As I looked around, I rested my head on Jacks shoulder, for comfort and security. Jack took my hand, and held it tightly. I sighed, as more and more time passed. Suddenly, the same guy we saw the the search party stood before us.
"Mr. and Mrs Harries?" He asked. I shot Jack a panicked look, I was expecting bad news. I was so scared that maybe they couldn't find her....or even worse. Jack nodded and I sqeezed his hand tighter.
"We have had sightings of your daughter. She was last seen, heading through the town centre at 7pm tonight. We have CCTV footage, and face analysis working on it. But we would ask if you can look at the videos, to see if you can identify the kidnapper." He gestured us towards this room. Hearing the word kidnapper, made me panic more. My daughter had been stolen from me. Jack and I was sat in this mini-cinema, as they projected the video on to a bigger screen. It was blank for a while, but suddenly was flooded with light. It showed an empty town square, for 2 seconds before a figure comes on to the screen, holding a crying baby.Tear fell as I saw my baby, being taken further and further away from me. But the fugure looks up at the camera, and the police pause the film there. I get up and walk closer to the screen, squinting my eyes to try and identify who it was. Something seemed familiar.
"Is there anyway we can enhance it a little?!" I yell through, and the picture starts to get more precise. I squint and stare at the figure. Its then I see the blonde hair and the blue eyes I know all to well.
"OH MY GOD!" I gasp, and back away from the screen. I clasp my hands over my mouth and widen my eyes. I keep getting further, until I come to a wall. I slide down the wall as flash backs flood my memory. Jack jumps put of his seat and squats next to me.
"Honey what is it...who is it?" Jack asked me holding onto one of my hands. I begin to breath eratically, and close my eyes hoping it wasn't true. "Who is it?" Jack whispered once again.
"Jack, Lewis has our baby!" I cried. Jacks eyes widen. He helps me up and rushes me out the door. I sit down in the waiting area, trying to relax my breathing and informs the police of who we think it is. Lewis has my baby! The same guy who shot me!...OH MY GOD, WHAT IF HE HARMS SUMMER?! My head was screaming. Jack rushes back to me, and sits nex to me.
