To the mother of Grace Patricia Brown,
I have just recently found a new clue I the G.P.Brown case. I cannot reveal my name for the fear of my life. I am taking a leap of faith just by typing this. I have discovered that she was last seen at this residents. 42 Devour street 5053-junction place St Charles town. Please look under the water tank. Out back, down the path, past the gate and on your left. This is all I can say. I pray that your daughter be returned to you safe and I am truly sorry that I didn't write sooner.
Yours sincerely,
And hopes for you to find her.
That was it. I mean sounded funny but I thought may as well check it out. This brings me to the present. I traveled almost 5 hours to Fremantle, from Kalgoorlie. As I was driving I kept thinking that this is nothing I should just turn around, but something was pressing me forward. I got there at about 6 and decided I should just book into a motel. I found one in Fremantle and spent the night.
Morning came and after I had breakfast, I went for a drive to the house, but as I found out it was a farm. I went up to the door and found a condemned note stapled to it. So I thought I would take a look around the house. I found a path but it was covered with lots of grass. I followed it for sometime when I finally came up to a gate. I walked through and looked to my left and there was the water tank. I got a bit scared then. I wasn't sure what I would find. I walked slowly towards the water tank and looked down. It was sitting on a blocks shaped into a rectangle and a space underneath it just large enough to put your head under. So I looked under it and found...nothing, Yep nothing. Absolutely nothing. I was so upset that I started to dig at the dirt but still nothing came up. I got up frustrated and went back to my room at the motel.
I sat on the bed for about an hour when I thought I would go around town asking if they have seen her. I reached for my bag and grabbed the photo out. I always keep her close. I grabbed my wallet and keys and took off towards town. I was feeling a bit hungry by then, it was almost lunch, so I stopped of and got some lunch at the local diner. I ordered bacon and egg BLT and a side of fries and a coke. I don't normally eat like this but since how I'm not at home.
"Excuse me." I said to the lady serving behind the counter.
"Yes, what else can I get you?" she asked.
"I was just wondering if you have ever seen this girl in here before?" I asked showing the photo of Grace.
"Pretty girl. What's her name? And where did she go?" she asked me.
"Grace. She is about 12 now. She went missing about 3 years ago when she was 9 years old." I answered her.
"No sorry love I wouldn't know. I wasn't working then. I bought the place about a year ago now." She said.
"Would you know who I could talk to about this?" I asked he.
"Well I think farmer Jones is in town today, over at the grain store I think, he is the one to talk to. His family has been in this town for over 5 generations now. Or there's captain Phillips. He has been here about that long too. I mean his family dear. But that's all I can think of now." She said as she wiped over the counter. " I do hope you find your sister. Please stop by again, won't you dear." She said.
"Yes I will and thank you for your help. Oh and thank you for the burger it was delicious." I answered back.
"Your welcome dear." She said.