Chapter 10

I threw in something new for you guys!

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Peter was walking around the campus. It was 10:00 and the last of the lights were going out. His 3 guesses about Kristin's dad were not good ones. Why didn't she tell anyone? He noticed 2 Trackers sitting on the boys' dorm steps. He walked over there. It was...surprise surprise Jason McGarmie and his pal Hal Michaels. "What are you guys doing?" He asked. "Nothing, we were just talking, man." Jason said. "Whatever. Get back into your dorm. Now." Peter said. He usually tried to be a friend who the kids but right then he was only thinking about tomorrow.

He walked back to his office. He pulled out Kristin's file...yet again. He looked at the first police record. (A/N: I don't exactly have a police record-or I hope-so I don't know what they look like)

Full Name: Kristin Nicole Maddox

Birth Date: March 10, 1989

Family: Father Robert Mother Lynn Brother Steven

Hair color: Blonde

Eye color: Brownish blue

Age as of affense: 8

Charge: Run-Away

Charged: No

Reason: No reason given, custody given back to parents.

Other notes: none

That was it. Scott's, Shelby's and all the others all had little scribbled notes going down the side and had much more information than hers. Her second one was a bit better:

Full name: Kristin Nicole Maddox

Birth date: March 10, 1989

Family: Father Robert Mother Lynn Brother Steven

Hair Color: Blonde

Eye color: Brown

Age as of offense: 10

Charge: Run-Away

Charged: No

Reason: Claims home was a "wreck", would not say anymore

Other notes: unexplainable bruises, second time she has ranaway. School authorities say she has gotten into many fights. Called science teacher a stupid fat-ass and threw an eraser across the room when he touched her shoulder.

Peter sighed. She had done things like that here, but it still didn't help him any. Her dad was a police officer, so they didn't even try to find an explanation to the bruises on her? He wanted to check on her every ten minutes, just like he had his niece when she was first diagnosed with ADD. He felt hopeless all the time she had fits. But why did that remind him of Kristin?

Suddenly he knew why. His niece, Alex, was abused by her mother's cousin before she was diagnosed with ADD. She was beaten on the back and she had outburtsts, only way less severe. When she told the cousin was put away in jail for a year and the family lost contact with him.

Sophie knocked on the door, and following her was a small little boy. He had golden-blonde hair and clear blue eyes, like Scott's. "Hey, Soph. Who's this?" He asked, motioning to the little boy, who was hidden behind Sophie. "This is Brandon. He's 4." "Hey, Brandon. Is he your nephew or cousin or something?" He asked. "My nephew. My brother and sister-in-law are going on a little vacation and practically begged me to take him." Peter saw the funny look on Sophie's face, and the suitcase behind Brandon. "Um, Soph, how long is a 'little vacation'?" Peter asked. "Um, a month or two?" Sophie said, but it coming out as a question. Brandon flashed a gappy smile. He WAS kinda cute. "Well. There ya go." Peter told himself, shaking his head.

Next chapter WILL be longer!