George's POV
I let out a whistle as I drive home. It's been a good day and I can't wait to see Kara. I climb out of the car when I pull it into the drive. I am about halfway around the front of it when I notice the front door wide open.
"Shit." I say and sprint up the stairs and through the door.
I notice nothing's missing but I wonder why the front door was left open.
"Kara?" I yell.
Silence greets me.
"Kara?!?"
Panic rises when I still don't hear a response.
"Kara!!" I shout as I bound through the house.
I stop short when I burst through the kitchen door and see blood on the floor.
"Oh god."
My heart stops. A whirlwind of scenarios runs through my mind but there is one thing constant in every one of them.
I run to the phone and dial the police. An officer answers.
"This is George Harrison calling for the chief." I say.
The officer connects me immediately.
"Hello, Mr. Harrison. How may I help-"
I cut him off and tell him everything I know - which isn't much - and then everything I think I know. Once I'm finished I hear him scratching the final notes on a pad.
"And I request, rather demand, the utmost secrecy of this. No one else knows now and no one else will." I say as sternly as I can manage given how my insides are turning in knots.
"Of course, Mr. Harrison, you have my word." He says.
"I'll get a couple of my best officers in here and I'll have you fill them in. How does that sound?" His voice is kind and calming.
"Sure. Just please, hurry." I stress.
"Of course."
I hear him set the phone down and not a minute later he's back, telling me I'm on the speaker phone. I quickly recant what I just told the chief.
"On it." One of the officers says.
"Right away Mr. Harrison." The other one jumps in.
I thank them and hang up. Just as I'm doing so Miss Judy walks in.
"Hi sugar." She says.
"I was held up at the hairdresser's." She said.
Her smile fell when she saw my face.
"What's going on?" She says, coming over and enveloping me in a hug.
For the first time in a long time, I cry.
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When I finally calm down I fill Miss Judy in on everything I know. She begins to cry as I tell it.
"That poor girl. Oh lord please bring her home safely." She said.
We sat at the table for what felt like forever. I thought that night would never end.
