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Chapter 4

"Are you sure that it's a kidnapping?" Coyle could hear Jim Strickland let out a nervous breath.

"We're not sure yet. A note hasn't been found. The boy and some friends were playing at the local park. The boy left to use the bathroom. He hasn't been seen since. One of the other Moms called it in."

"What's the boys name?"

"Dustin Fielding. His father's a big time stockbroker. One of the Parksville Elite."

"Paul Fielding. I've heard of him. This could be a kidnapping for ransom. Totally unrelated to the Baker Kidnapping."

"We just don't know yet, Horatio. I'm worried that this gives Parke a chance to cut a deal. I know Gorman is going straight to the DA's office as soon as Dustin's kidnapping is linked to Jake's."

"Don't worry, Jim. I'll be damned if Walter Parke walks the streets again."

"OK. I've got to go. I'll be in touch." Jim hung up. Coyle shook his head as he hung up his own phone. This case was becoming a major nightmare

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Jack Whitewood slowly walked towards the Baker's house. School had gotten out for the day an hour earlier. Jack could get some comments from Jake's siblings before he headed to the hospital to talk with Jake and his mother, who never left his side. Jack rang the bell and waited for an answer. For a house that was supposed to have twelve kids living inside, it sure was quiet. After about a minute, a teenager of about seventeen or eighteen answered the door.

"May I help you?" asked the teenager. Jack figured this was Charlie, the eldest son. He had read up on the Bakers on his flight from New York.

"Yeah. My name is Jack Whitewood. I'm an author hoping to do a book on your brother's kidnapping. I was wondering if I could talk to a few of you," explained Jack.

"Our parents aren't home. I think it's best if you wait for them to come back," answered Charlie.

"OK. What would be the best time?" asked Jack.

"Later tonight. Seven probably," replied Charlie.

"Thank you. I shall return then," said Jack. He nodded goodbye and left. Charlie went back into the house and watched as Jack left. Kim and Jessica walked up to him.

"Who was that?" asked Kim.

"Some writer. Jack Whitewood," answered Charlie.

"Oh, the true crime writer," exclaimed Jessica.

"You've heard of him?" asked Charlie.

"Yeah. He's one of the best true crime writers around. Is very helpful to the victim's families and he makes sure that what he writes is the truth," explained Jessica. Charlie nodded. That wasn't such a bad idea. Having a book written about the kidnapping. The public already knew about the family from Kate's book. Another one couldn't hurt.

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"Sheriff, do you think is the same person responsible for Jake Baker's kidnapping?"

"Is it possible that Deputy Redding was innocent?"

"How is this going to effect the charges against Walter Parke?" Jim made his way through the crowd of reporters that had invaded Parksville Community Park. The place was a madhouse. Cops, reporters, forensic specialists, and others had overrun the usually quiet park. Jim made his way over to Mac, who was talking to Parksville Chief of Police Jeff Reynolds. Jim liked Jeff. He was one of the few decent people working in Parksville. Jim surveyed the scene. It was utter chaos. No one had a clue where to start looking. Jeff walked off to talk with his men. Mac walked over to Jim.

"This is out of control," said Mac.

"Any leads?" asked Jim. Mac shook his head.

"This has got to be our mastermind. This isn't for ransom," replied Mac.

"How do you know?" asked Jim. Mac looked around.

"Take a look. What do you see? People scrambling about. Trying to get a sense of this evil deed. Think of this as a game of chess. We stopped one of his advances but he just turned the tables on us." Jim raised an eyebrow.

"This guy is smart. Dustin Fielding is merely a pawn that has been captured. And now we're rushing to protect that now empty space. Our mastermind just took back control of the board."

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Mitch poked his head into Jake's room. Jake was sleeping with Kate sitting in a chair next to him. Kate looked up.

"Mitch, good to see you," said Kate quietly.

"How is he?" asked Mitch, walking into the room.

"He's OK. Tired a lot. But he's getting back to being his old self," replied Kate. Mitch leaned against the wall.

"Kate, I'm not sure how to tell you this so I'll come right out an say this. Another boy was just reported missing in Parksville," explained Mitch. Kate gasped.

"We're not sure that it's a kidnapping but it seems likely. There's good possibility that the mastermind behind Jake's kidnapping is still on the loose," continued Mitch.

"Oh my God. But what about all those other people? And the man who is in custody?" asked Kate.

"All pawns in the mastermind's sick plan. Jake may have just been the first step in some twisted game. And this new boy is just the next step," explained Mitch. Kate looked at Jake, who seemed to be at peace. To think that the ordeal he had gone through had just been the start of something worse.

"I hope the other boy is found as quickly as Jake was," said Kate, as she rubbed Jake's arm. Mitch's cell rang.

"Excuse me," said Mitch. "Foster."

"It's Mac. Mitch, it is a kidnapping. We just found a note."

"What'd it say?" Mitch heard Mac let out a shaky sigh.

"By virtue and sin alone, I will triumph. Welcome to the next level of the game. Your move."