"I hate days when we have nothing to do," Martin stated.
"I think we should savor the break," Vivian adds, "Days like these don't come very often."
It was late afternoon and the MSU team had just closed a case that morning. No more calls had come in since. There was a long silence; just then Samantha's cell rang.
"Spade," she answered briskly, "What's wrong?" she asked the caller with a hint of worry in her voice. The other team members looked at her curiously. "I'm sure she is in the barn or something. Did you look? She's a teenager Laura, she could be anywhere…Yes, I know she's responsible. Yes, I know she has never done anything like this before. Did you call her cell phone?" The team members' curiosity grew as they listened to the ongoing conversation. Samantha was not one to share personal conversations on a daily basis, or ever, for that matter. "Maybe she needed a break, yes Laura, I love her to death, but you have to consider these things. I can help if you really think it's necessary, but you have to file a missing person's report. Ok, call me back when you're done." Sam put hung up and then quickly dialed another number. The team watched as she waited patiently, and finally hung up.
"So Sam, are you going to tell us what that was about?" Danny asked expectantly.
"Unfortunately," Sam responded, "I think you will found out soon enough."
Samantha was right. Danny, Vivian, and Martin waited about five minutes when Jack came in.
"Well, I hope you enjoyed the break," he said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "we have another case, and I am hoping that Sam can provide us with a picture."
They all looked toward Sam, she had her head in her hands, and she sighed and then very slowly opened one of her file drawers. She took out a picture, walked carefully toward the white board, and pinned it up.
To be continued…