Hidden Apologies
My heart sank as I held the phone to my ear, listening to the scratchy stereo in the back while trying to form words. "What are you talking about? Who did you take?" I ask nervously. He merely laughs and hangs the phone. I stare surprised before calling his number over and over but it's blocked. My hands shaking I rest my head on my arms, wondering whom he took. It isn't Carter he texted me a few hours ago, I stare at the police station and it ticks in. August. My head feels heavy and I rest on my seat for a few seconds. How did this happen? I try August's cell again and again but his phone is turned off. Cussing loudly, I wonder who to call. I run out my car and back into the station to find Max, pushing people out of my way. Max sits on his desk, dozing when I take him by his shoulder
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