Ciara
As I walked back home, my mind wandered off to what Joel told me; someone had taken Daisy. Who could it be?. Was it to rescue her or to kidnapp her?.
Whosoever it was, why didn't they ever reach out to Jonathan that his sister was alright if she was alive. Unless she wasn't.
"No, Ciara. Think positive thoughts" I scold myself, staring down at the picture of daisy Joel had given me when she was 7.
"I doubt private investigators would be able to use this picture to find her" I sighed. "Years have passed. She probably doesn't look the same anymore"
Reaching the front of our house, I'd contemplated walking in incase Jonathan and Alena had returned. I'd hoped to come back with good news but couldn't get out much from my visit to Joel.
"Are you going to stand there all day?" I vo
