Prologue
It was raining so hard that Ambrose could barely see the road as he drove back home from the accident sight. It had been a horrible accident. Some man had tried to kill a woman by driving into her car. The man was dead and the women had both legs broken and was screaming about someone.
"Where is she? Where is she?" was what she screamed over and over.
Ambrose was so deep on thought that he almost didn't notice the little girl running by the side of the road. He quickly pulled to a stop and got out of his car. The little girl saw him and ran over.
"Are you ok?" he asked. The girl nodded. She looked fine on the outside; she looked about two with brown eyes and auburn hair. She looked very familiar he just couldn't put his finger on where he had seen her before.
"Are you lost?" she nodded again, "Can you tell me your name?" The girl shook her head furiously.
How about I take you to a place where you can warm up and we can find your parents?" Ambrose asked. The girl looked at him very worried.
"Are you really a guard?" the little girl asked.
"Why yes I am," replied Ambrose, "I have a badge if you want to see." The girl nodded. He pulled it out.
"Ok," said the girl. She then took his out stretched hand and walked with him towards the car.