Chapter Thirteen

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Meanwhile, Beckett was still sleeping on Vanessa's couch. It was still the early morning, after all. Eventually, Beckett slowly began to wake up. He glanced at his phone to check the time. It was nearly nine o'clock in the morning.

"Vanessa should be getting up soon, her alarm goes off at nine." he thought to himself.

Beckett got up from the couch and made his way to Vanessa's room. Halfway there, Beckett heard Vanessa's alarm start to ring. He waited for her to turn it off. The alarm kept ringing. A few minutes passed. The alarm was still ringing. Beckett was confused. There was no way that Vanessa could sleep through her alarm.

He noticed that the door was cracked open. He carefully opened it and walked inside.

"Vanessa?" he called.

To Beckett's shock, Vanessa was gone. His heart began to race. Thousands of thoughts flew through Beckett's mind.

"Was Vanessa taken again? This is all my fault." he thought to himself, as he paced around the room.

Beckett was scared out of his mind. He was beyond worried. Beckett ran his hands through his hair. He reached for his phone to try and call Vanessa. The call went straight to voicemail. After trying a couple more times, Beckett gave up and called the police.

"Hi, I'd like to report a kidnapping." Beckett said, emotionless.

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