Wow. I have no excuse other then I got super busy. I'm so so sorry. I'll try to do better. It's almost done. We should be done by chapter 14 and chapter 15 is wrap up. Even Chapter 11.

Chapter 11

David sat at the desk he had been giving, staring at the stacks of papers. Cops milled about next to him but he didn't notice them. He was thinking. Trying to think of a clue he had overlooked. Phones kept ringing all around him. Phones. Phones. David went to find Otis, Jim's deputy. He was looking over the ballistic results of Jake's shooting.

"Did we pull the phone records of the Gregor's house?" asked David.

"Yeah. But we didn't think much of it when we found Mr. Gregor dead?" asked Otis as he found the records. He handed them to David. David quickly scanned them.

"See anything odd?" asked Otis.

"The same number called them several times a day two months before Sarah's kidnapping," replied David. He circled the number.

"I want to know who this is," ordered David. Otis ran it through the computer and let out a surprised sigh.

"Who is it?" asked David.

"Not who. Where. These calls were made from the auditorium where Sarah's dance studio is."

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Jake sighed as he tried to move his arm. Kate came over to him.

"Try not to move so much," ordered Kate.

"Sorry," apologized Jake. He licked his lips.

"Any new leads?" asked Jake. Kate shook her head.

"That's ok. They now have a car to track," replied Jake. Kate nodded and smoothed Jake's hair out of his eyes. Tom came rushing into the room.

"David called. He has a big lead," explained Tom.

"What is it?" asked Jake, getting excited.

"He didn't say. But he sounded pretty confident that this could be big," replied Tom. Jake smiled. Maybe they were on the way to finding Sarah.

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Jim met David at the auditorium.

"So who are we suspecting here?" asked Jim as they walked inside.

"Anyone who works here for starters," replied David.

"The staff is huge," exclaimed Jim.

"It's a start," assured David. They tracked down Lou Spalding, the head of maintenance. Lou was a tall, stocky guy with a shaved head and zero social life. He lived in a small shack nearby.

"Lou, can we talk to you?" asked Jim.

"About what? That girl?" asked Lou.

"Yeah," replied David.

"Don't know nothing about that," replied Lou as he went back to tinkering with a light.

"Someone's been making calls from this building," explained David.

"Phone in the office is free for anyone to use. Mr. Thomas doesn't lock it during the day," replied Lou.

"Mr. Thomas?" asked Jim.

"Mr. Thomas. The boss," replied Lou.

"Head of the dance company. His names on a plaque out front," explained David.

"We'll be in touch, Lou," exclaimed Jim. Lou nodded and went back to working. Jim and David started to leave.

"Otis is pulling the phone records for this place. I want deputies searching any places that were called more then five times before the kidnapping," explained David. They found Roger Thomas going over notes in his office.

"I've already talked to the police," explained Thomas.

"We're starting to think someone in your staff is involved," explained Jim. Thomas took his glasses off.

"Most troubling," he replied.

"Who out of your coaches has the most access to up here?" asked David.

"The senior coaches. Rebecca Yancy, Rosa Del Zotto, Tanya Stromberg, Dawn Loren," replied Thomas.

"Dawn Loren? Sarah's coach," exclaimed David.

"That's right," replied Thomas. "Dawn is tough but good. She works the girls hard." Thomas excused himself and David and Jim were left alone.

"We haven't looked closely at Dawn Loren have we?" asked David.

"If she had an accomplice that explains how Sarah was taken, but why would she take her?" asked Jim.

"I don't know. But I think it's time we have a talk with Coach Loren," replied David.

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Jake's arm wasn't doing well so more surgery was needed to work on the bone and nerves. Henry and Mike snuck a peak in the operating room as Jake was prepped. His lips were parted with the tube between them and his arm was being held up and covered in some gross orange stuff.

"Poor Jake," whimpered Mike. He and Henry started walking back to the waiting room.

"We need to keep the search going. Help out," urged Henry. Mike nodded. Jake would want them to. But it was starting to seem hopeless.