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Word travelled fast that something had happened at the apartment complex. Randy was beside himself while answering questions. All he wanted was to find her, hold her in his arms, and never let her go again.

A silver Lexus pulled in the parking lot and Christopher leapt out. "Oh my God, what's going on? Where's Miranda?" He asked frantically.

The police quickly went over to him and pulled him aside. Christopher was going on and happened to look around and noticed Randy sitting there. "What the Hell is he doing here? He's probably the reason she's missing."

One of the officers looked at Christopher, "Why would you say that?"

"Because he is her ex-husband. He is horribly jealous of the fact that she's moved on with me. We have a wonderful relationship that is going strong and has threatened us before."

The officer leaned closer and began to take notes. "Do you think he's capable of following through on those threats?"

Christopher nodded with a very concerned look on his face, "He is a professional wrestler with a history of anger issues. He's attacked fans, he's destroyed hotel rooms, he's been suspended for sexual harassment and he has a history of drug and alcohol abuse. He was overheard saying that if he can't have her back, then no one will be able to have her." Christopher began to have tears in his eyes, "How will I ever forgive myself for letting him get to her?"

The officer patted his shoulder, "We'll find her Chris, don't you worry. And we won't let him get away with this."

When Miranda's parents arrived, Randy went over to them. Carol hugged him and broke down crying. Greg looked absolutely lost. Chris stood over by the authorities sending daggers towards them. He knew what he needed to do…he just had to get it done.

The main investigators on the case walked out shaking their heads. Chris had an idea. He knew how to get the authorities to do what he needed them to do.

Chris went walking over by where Randy was standing. As he strolled by he casually said, "Kidnapper."

Randy's head shot up and he looked over at Chris, "What did you say to me asshole?"

Christopher looked at him squarely, "I called you the kidnapper. You just couldn't handle me being the one making her happy could you?"

"You just keep telling yourself that you psychotic son of a bitch. While you were off doing God knows what, I was lying in bed with her. I heard all of those things that you said to her and I'll be damned if I'm going to sit here and watch you play all your fucking mind games."

"How dare you sit her and accuse me of having anything to do with this? What the hell is your problem?"

Randy couldn't hold himself back, he lunged towards Chris. Soon the officers were pulling them apart. Randy was yelling out in pain because of his back and Chris didn't wait a second to pounce on the opportunity.

"What did I tell you? This guy is violent. He needs to be stopped." Christopher shouted.

Kim got to the complex and leaped out of her car. "What's going on? Where's Miranda?"

Randy looked at the officers, "I'm fine, I won't touch him. Just please let go of me. I messed up my back and I can't take this."

The officer in charge nodded his head and they released Randy. Randy turned to Kim, "She's gone."

"What do you mean she's gone?" Kim asked frantically. She turned to Chris, "What the fuck are you doing here? She dumped you."

Randy, Chris and the officers looked at her and began asking questions. The lead investigator came over and walked away with Kim. Leaving everyone else pondering what she was talking about.

Meanwhile…

Miranda awoke and found herself in a small, dark room. She frantically felt around, but couldn't see anything to try and find anything. She ran her hand along the wall praying for a light switch but found nothing.

She sat down and began to cry. She had a killer headache, she was scared to death and her whole body hurt. Miranda began to scream and cry and hit the walls.

All she could remember was walking into her apartment and then waking up here, in the dark room. What was going to happen to her? Where was she? Would she ever see anybody ever again?

Randy stepped away from everyone and called Joe. When Joe answered, Randy didn't even give him enough time to say the word hello. "You need to tell me everything you know about Chris and I need to know about it now."

"What are you talking about?"

"Miranda's missing. Her apartment was broken into and she's gone. Chris is trying to tell the officers that I'm the main suspect. Kim is saying that Miranda broke up with him last night, but he's saying that's not true."

"Shit…fuck…Slow down Randy." Joe interjected. "Give the phone to the lead investigator. I need to talk to him right away."

Randy walked over to the investigator, "Excuse me, Detective Murdoch? I have Chris's brother Joe on the phone and he'd like to speak to you. He has some important information for the case."

Detective Murdoch took the phone and got into a car for some privacy. Soon he was nodding his head and jotting down notes. He was relieved to see that most of what Joe was saying matched up with what the missing girl's best friend Kim had been saying. But Joe had a lot more information.

He made a few calls that Joe had advised him to make and made the necessary arrangements. Then he got out of the vehicle. He walked over to the lead officer, "I need both of them taken into protective custody. There is going to be some backlash, but we need to do this for the time being."

Soon both Randy and Chris were being put in the back of separate squad cars. Both looked completely scared and concerned.

By the end of the night that night, there was a HUGE crowd gathered around the front door of Miranda's apartment unit. She was still missing and the authorities were keeping pretty mum on things. Kim had arranged for candles and prayers to be said. Miranda's parents had made a statement to the local news begging whoever had her or knew where she was to please come forward.

Randy was in a private holding cell. He had been questioned up one side and down the other. They had taken names and numbers of everyone he could supply them with to verify their whereabouts all weekend long. Leading right up till he left her work.

Christopher was also in a private holding cell. They had gone round and round with questioning. He wouldn't budge on his stance. He insisted he had nothing to do with it. That he was the victim. She chose to return to her abusive ex-husband and ran away with him. They had staged the whole thing. Why else would all of the important electronic items be missing? Her laptop, desktop computer and cell phone were all missing. He didn't know that her cell phone was found by Randy half under her car.

Finally the officers finally called it a night. Neither one was saying anything about her whereabouts and it was frustrating them.

Miranda was beginning to freak out. She couldn't handle the unknown. She tried as hard as she could to remember every little detail she could.

That night was the longest night EVER. By morning, Miranda could tell that she must be in a basement room somewhere because there was a little bit of light coming in from an egress window. She looked around, and there was nothing in the room except her. No food, no water, no blankets, nothing. Overnight she couldn't hold it any longer, she had to go to the bathroom, so she went to a far corner and peed.

But now she was so thirsty and so hungry. Her head was killing her. Her mouth was dry and she felt a bit dizzy. Miranda was beginning to get nervous. What if they never find her? Was she going to die like this?

The next morning Christopher was being awoken by two Federal agents walking into his cell. They informed him that he and his business were being raided as they spoke. They provided him with the search warrants and all of the legal paperwork that was required.

Agent Thompson took a step towards him, "We've been watching you. Is there anything that you would like to say to us right now?"

"Not without my lawyer." Christopher replied angrily.

"Fine. We'll get him here." Agent Rogers answered. And the two walked out slamming the cell behind them. They needed a complete listing of all of his properties so they could perform as many searches as possible. But he was refusing to cooperate without a lawyer present.

Around noon, Randy received the news that he was being released and that he was not allowed to leave town at this point. They still had no traces of Miranda.

Randy's parents picked him up and brought him to Miranda's place. He walked over to Kim and held her. "Where is she? What did that asshole do to her?"

"Did you hear? He's being arrested on being the head of a multi-million dollar Ponzi scheme? Apparently there's all sorts of charges. They're conducting searches and seizures of property throughout all of his properties." Kim said to Randy as she held him.

"I can't take this. I want her found. I want her home safe and sound. I want to hold her and never let her go and protect her from this fuckhead." Randy mumbled.

"I know…I know." Kim replied as she patted his back.

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