PETER’S POV I watched as Martha kept pacing uncomfortably around the house and i’ve tried everything I could to calm her down but she won’t budge I’m just waiting for the police to conduct the investigation they said they want to but this is past 2 and they aren’t even here yet. “Peter what if he’s just somewhere around the neighborhood and we could actually find him ourselves” she said as she walked close to where I was sitting impatiently on the edge of the couch “The police will handle it, where do we know we want to search for him? And where could he possibly go? He can’t go far, he would have tripped on the stairs or something” I explained as I exhaled in frustration First, Demons. Now we have to deal with a missing child. Could things get any worse? Hopefully they won’t. “we c

