FREDDIE
“Thank you very much, officer. Keep me updated, please.” I said as he finished explaining what they had found, or didn’t find more like it. I hung up, clenching the phone in my hand, my eyes focused on Tory, who sat on the kitchen stool, sipping some tea, and my kids, who were in the living room, enjoying a movie night with Chalmer’s friend.
I had called her parents to let them know where she would be and offered to bring her home later. Leaning on the counter, I looked at Tory’s wonderful blue eyes as she held onto the mug, concerned plastered on her face.
“What is in that pretty little head of yours, love?” I asked, extending my hand to hold hers, lifting it to kiss her palm.
“I’m worried, Freddie. Until that man is caught, I won’t stop being afraid for the kids. I shouldn
