EVIL

Part Twenty-Eight

Bobbie opened the door. "Sonny, oh thank you for coming." She ushered him in, touching him, just like her daughter.

"I don't have a lot of time, Bobbie." Michael would be home from school soon.

"I know, I understand. What I have to say might change that. I… should have said something before but I was afraid I was wrong. But," he watched her look at the phone. "I'm not. I'm sorry Sonny. It's my fault. It's my fault Carly's gone."

He went to stop her.

"No, it is. I called her father." Her hands were on her face. "I called the man she's going to think is her father. I told him she was looking into the past and she'd see… she'd know about him. It was dangerous. He … I wanted to warn him so he could protect himself. Hide what evidence was left, to keep Carly and himself safe."

"You went to all that trouble to keep Carly from finding the truth? Why not just tell her? She wouldn't have gone looking if you told her he was dangerous."

"Yes, she would have. I had to give her something. Little enough so that she'd try but give up."

"Carly doesn't give up."

"God, I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

"Where's she? Where is he? Where's my wife?"

"I don't know. Sonny, I don't. I sent Luke after him. I sent Luke to find him and get Carly. But I didn't tell you because what if I was wrong? What if he hadn't taken her? I didn't want you and Jason to stop looking."

His head was swimming, he needed Carly. The light to shine through the dark, make the spinning stop, change its direction, make him feel safe within it.

"So, why tell me now."

"Luke hasn't called. I'm worried. If he went missing… it means I was right. John has Carly and he won't give her back. It means he did to Luke what I stopped him from doing almost thirty years ago."