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Sitting in the front seat of his van, he tried to control what he liked to call his original self. It was his original self which emerged when he was doing his special experiments on his specimens back at home. It was his original self which allowed him to ignore the screams and begging of those specimens so he could focus on his important work.
Detective Keri Locke pleaded with herself not to do it this time. As the most junior detective in the West Los Angeles Pacific Division Missing Persons Unit, she was expected to work harder than anyone else in the division. And as a thirty-five-year-old
It all reinforced her feeling that she was marking time more than really living.
At exactly 4:12, just like clockwork, a young girl on a bike, about seven or eight years old, pedaled slowly down the path.
The girl was the spitting image of Evie, right down to the wavy blond hair, the green eyes, even the slightly crooked smile.
Ray was officially Detective Raymond “Big” Sands, her partner of nearly a year now and her friend for closer to seven.
Like Keri, Ray joined the Force later than most, when he was searching for a new purpose in his early thirties. He rose through the ranks quickly and was now the senior detective in Pacific Division’s Missing Persons Unit, or MPU.
She had to feel the fear but let it pass through her so she could take action when the wave passed.
You have wronged me. Now you will be wronged. Payback is a bitch. Prepare to face the music.
We lose everyone eventually. It’s what we do with our time here together that matters.
