Chapter Five
The doorbell rang and Rachel’s dad, John, ran to see who it was. His body was on edge from all the commotion with his youngest daughter missing. He and his wife, Betsy, hadn’t felt this worried or scared in a long time and now, hopefully, the person at the door would have the missing link in the case.
RING.
The doorbell rang again as he ran down the stairs in his bathrobe. He quickly peered out of the window and saw three police officers standing on his stoop, a sight he had unfortunately grown accustomed to since they had moved in just over a month ago. He reached for the knob and swung the door open.
“Who is it?” Betsy yelled down from the bedroom.
“It’s the police, you should come down!” he exclaimed.
As he opened the door he looked at the faces of the cops that were
