"That bitch!" Doggett declared, opening the car door "This address your niece gave us doesn't even exist!"
"Well, that really sucks, we'll just have to try the phone books I guess..."
"Monica, there are thousands of millions of people in New York City, it's gonna be pretty hard to find one single twelve-year-old boy."
"I think we can pull it off." I answered, smiling. "But first, I'm going to go to Virginia's and Lucy's house. Alone."
"Why alone?"
"It's personal, Doggett." I snapped.
"Well, what you suggest I do?" He asked looking at me straight in the eye. In that split second, I thought up a million replies, but threw them all away.
"You honestly want to know?" In that moment of suspense I will treasure forever when Doggett pulled me forward to close the remaining inches between us. I closed my eyes and I caught my lips with his own. That single precious moment only lasted a few seconds, but I wished it were a lifetime. Doggett pulled himself away uneasily.
"I-I shouldn't have done that..." He said quietly.
"I didn't regret it." I grinned. "You can come with me, let's just go."