It was a dark, cloudy, and stormy night. Actually, no, it wasn't. When I try to think about the night of, and the days before poor Ashley's disappearance, all I can think of is how perfect everything had been going for the Doit triplets. Perhaps all that wonderful-ness was a sign that something bad was ought to happen. After all, in this world, once things go up, they must come down.
"I tracked her down, and when I was minutes away from finding Ashley, I lost her. I lost the missing girl."