Tux and Spell

The Journey

The dark circles under Jacob's eyelids looked pathetic, the fine hairs left to grow on his jaw and chin, messy hair that looked shabby - and it hasn't even been forty-eight hours since Margy's mysterious departure from his residence, what a terrible side-effect... The side effect of love. The man is absolutely falling deeply into life to the girl, the case he fought for.

Jacob, Roderick has gone to the meeting place with Molly, early in the morning - even when the sun hasn't risen in California city yet. The two sturdy men wore jeans and a casual T-shirt under their respective leather jackets. Both of them wore bullet jackets under their clothes and two short rifles were safely stored in their special belts.

Molly had been waiting five minutes in the corner of the alleyway not far from her house. Downtown San Jose is deserted on a very early morning rainy day. Somehow lately - the city dubbed as the hottest city turned gray in the morning and at night - the rain has always flushed San Jose in the last two months.

When the three met in silence, and Molly ordered Roderick as the driver to enter the freeway to Arkansas. Dissolved by their respective daydreams, none of the three adult humans spoke in Roderick's antique Ford car.

A tiring journey of nearly twenty-four hours by road, Roderick and Jacob took turns driving while one of them was resting. The trio decided not to stop for too long, they only stopped twice at the rest-area for lunch and dinner. Time! Molly says time is their main enemy. Either the two men ignored Molly's words.

The next morning at exactly six in the morning, they - Roderick and Jacob had arrived in the City of Arkansas, having previously made a slight detour to Philadelphia for Molly's hideout. Roderick's vintage Ford turns off West Linden Avenue towards North 15th Str. - where Margy and Sofia are being held or held. The location is just off the Arkansas River.

The peach-pink house in front of the two looks deserted in the early morning hours of the city of Arkansas. Roderick walked slowly toward the door, his gun in his right hand - while Jacob stood directly behind him in the same position. Molly insisted that she didn't want to involve the police or intelligence. Joyce has overseen both organizations. Jacob and Roderick were asked to come together with a gun and a spell painting on their respective arms, Molly was drawing it.

Roderick opened the door which was apparently unlocked, and he and Jacob stepped inside with their guns raised forward. No one's inside. They walked down the living room to the kitchen, bathroom on the first floor. There's no one on that floor! Where...where is she?