Never Let Go (Zak Bagans Story)

Chapter Three

Authors Note: I wanted to give a little to Rylee's past. This will play a big part to what is going to happen in the very near chapters. But I also didn't want to give a whole lot away until Detective Vance and Rylee talked. I left out the other parts to this chapter and decided to save it until the next chapter. So I hope you like and stick around for more to come on the investigation that will start to turn things upside down for Rylee. And Detective Vance will become a reoccurring character.

Stay tune for more...

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He received the answering machine for the 5th time that day and when he tried calling her on her cell phone, Detective Vance got her voicemail. Over and over he tried to reach out to Rylee in urgency.

He had too. He must.

There was important new revelations that recently came to past that he had to tell her. Her life was at stake.

But she made it very difficult to reach her when all he got was the damn answering service.

Detective Vance slammed the phone back on its receiver and let out a sigh of frustration. He swiped his hand over his face, grumbling words he could only hear. This was not going as well as he hoped it would. And time was wasting as he sat at his desk. How many more times was he going to call her and leave the same message?

He grabbed the folder off his desk and leaned back in his chair. There had to be something in the case file that would lead him to getting a hold of Rylee. Four years has gone by, what could she possibly have done in those short years that would make her ignore his calls?

"Hey Vance, I think I found something for you." His partner, Chris Kaine, called to him as he made his way over to him.

"I hope it's better news than what I've been having." Vance stated truthfully as he looked up.

"I just might..." Kaine reached across his desk and placed a white piece of paper down in front of his partner. "Remember when I said I thought I saw Rylee on the TV a few nights ago?"

Vance nodded.

"Well, I think I found her." Kaine's eyes lit up as he smiled. "You may not want to believe it but Miss Masters has been working with the paranormal, helping out on the show Ghost Adventures."

Vance raised a eyebrow. He knew of the show from Kaine but never expected the girl he knew since the 5th grade was into all of that hocus pocus. "Are you serious?"

Kaine nodded. " I checked out their website and sure enough I saw her picture and name listed under as an investigator. I did a little research for you and came up with a number to the TV station; The Travel Channel. Maybe you can try calling them and find out where their lock down is."

Vance picked up the piece of paper and looked at the scribble of numbers written on it. "You may have just saved me from sending out an APB." He picked up his phone and dialed the number.

"Thank you for calling The Travel Channel, this is Gabriella speaking how may I direct your call?" The woman's voice came after the second ring.

"Hi, yes I was wondering if you could help me. My name is Detective Sam Vance with the LAPD."

"Good afternoon Detective. What can I do for you?" Gabriella asked ready to take a message.

"I've been trying all morning to get a hold of a member of the Ghost Adventures. It is very important that I do so." Vance swallowed, praying that he don't come off as some freaky fan seeking information on their whereabouts. "Is there any way possible that you could tell me where or how I can get a hold of Rylee Masters."

"Miss. Masters and the rest of the crew are away on a lockdown." She informed him. "I'm afraid that is all I can tell you without consulting with my boss before releasing anymore information."

His head dropped and he closed his eyes for a long moment before he spoke again. He pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head. His frustrations were starting to peak to its highest, his patience was running thin. "I'll hold while you consult with your boss if I must. I seem to have all day to wait." His attitude was slightly annoyed and inches away from snapping at the poor woman who wouldn't give him what he called for. "Look Gabriella, I appreciate that you want to keep their locations discrete but I'm running out of time. I really need to know where she's at. Her life could be in danger..."

"I could lose my job Detective." Gabriella told him. "We're not allowed to reveal lockdown locations to avoid fans showing up and causing chaos. You must understand..."

Vance sighed softly. Another dead end. Back to the beginning of calling Rylee in hopes that one of the calls would finally get through to her. And when he finally did she'll get a piece of his mind. "I understand it's your protocol. I appreciate your time, Gabriella. Thank you."

There was a long pause. As he was about to hang up, Gabriella's voice broke through the silence.

"Detective Vance wait. Please don't hang up just yet. I can help you. I would hate to think something bad could happen to Rylee and I didn't do a thing to help."

"Go on, I'm listening." Vance persuade her to continue, motioning for his partner to give him a pen. "Any information will be useful."

If she was caught giving out information she would surely lose her job. She would get the yelling of a lifetime, humiliation and made of an example on what happens when you go against the rules.

But she knew Rylee and living with the thought that something terrible could happen and she had the chance to stop it and did nothing...the guilt would not be enough of a punishment for her.

The line grew silent, eerie and there was a small hope that they were disconnected and she wouldn't have to go through this. "Detective Vance?" She asked, her voice was low and shaky.

"I'm here Gabriella."

"Please make sure my name is not brought up. I'm risking everything as it is."

"Not a problem. You're name will be kept confidential."

"Thanks. You'll find Rylee in New Orleans. They're there to investigate the LaLaurie Mansion. I can give you the number to her company phone. You can try reaching her through that one. That's all I can give you."

Vance was quick to write the number down. "Thank you so much Gabriella. You have no idea how much of a life saver this is for helping me. I can't tell you how much I appreciate it for not hanging me out to dry."

"Good day Detective." Gabriella said and hung up the phone.