Chapter 18: Missing


The later it got, the more worried Logan got. Lucy wasn't back yet, and that meant that Max was worried, as Lara was with her. It was after 10, and Lucy had never stayed out that late when she had Lara with her. Sometimes she and Logan would got out for dinner, but they would leave Lara with Bling, or Original Cindy... Something was wrong.

Logan tried to reach her through her cell phone, and then her pager. But either she wasn't answering, or something had happened. He tried calling Bling to see if Lucy was at his place. No luck. He only had two choices left. Call the police, or try and find her himself. He combined the two, by calling the police and then driving around, searching. After combing both sectors 4 and 5, he went home to take a break.

"They'll find her." Logan told Max, whether to console himself, or Max, he wasn't
quite sure.

"Kinda like they found Elizabeth." Max answered softly, curled up on the couch, beginning to pull into herself once again.

"Max-"

"I know you tried Logan...But what if she Is still out there? Somewhere...alone...hungry..."

"I...I didn't want to tell you, in case you got your hopes up, but I might have a lead on who took Lizzy."

The use of her nickname made Max shiver, ((Oh God! Could he really? No...don't get you hopes up...just what he said...but what if...)) "Tell me. What is it?"

Logan paused, and walked over to the couch, sitting next to Max.

"When Lucy came...her ex-husband had just taken their children. He was the founder of the group, A Cleaner Seattle...This might be a long shot, but there's been a boom of kidnappings all over the city...mostly, the children were taken when they were at a park..."

"Cleaned up by that group..." Max finished his thought for him.

"Yeah." Logan gathered Max into a hug, pulling back to gaze into her deep brown eyes.

"I'll try to get some more info...but it's been so long...If they did have her, or still
do..."

"Shh. Please Logan, don't say anything. Just hold me." she interrupted, curling up in his lap.

Logan consented, and they snuggled together on the couch, awaiting whatever the night had in store for them.

A little while later the phone rang, and Logan gently lifted the sleeping Max out of his lap to go answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hey boo, O.C here. How's Max?" Original Cindy asked when he answered.

"She's ok...sleeping. Lucy is missing...and Lara with her."

"Damn! That's wack! Hey, you been watching the news?"

"No..."

"Then you better turn it on."

"Ok..." Logan replied, uncertain why she wanted him to watch the news.

"Just do it boo. Late." with that Cindy hung up, leaving a somewhat bewildered Logan holding the receiver. Hanging up, he turned on the t.v, and sat down next to Max, flipping through the channels.

"...hey baby..."

"...the life on an African elephant..."

"...among the escapee's..."

"...Gary Falcot,..."

"...the turtles in Kenya..."

Logan did a quick double take, and switched it back a channel.

"An explosion at the Barret E. Prison in sector 9 allowed ten prisoners to escape tonight at 8 'o clock. Police attempted to contain them, but were met with dangerous force. Two that escaped were shot and wounded, but their fellow cell mates carried them out of range. Police ask that anyone with information on the following men, would call their local police number."

A list of names popped up on the screen, and Logan quickly scanned it. There it was. The name he was hoping wasn't on it. Gary Falcot.

((Lucy's ex. Escaped. What with Lucy missing, and...Lucy...missing....Oh God, it couldn't be...))

"...You can contact this station at 555-0572-8937-001. This is Channel Two News, keeping you informed."


End chapter 18