Disclaimer in chapter 1. Sorry about the editing. Thanks for the reviews.
Chapter 4
The Clock Strikes Twelve
Walker sat in the living room, sipping at his coffee 12:10. Where was she? Alex had gone to bed at 11 asking Walker to wake her up when Angela got home. Walker got up and walked to the window for about the 20th time. Nothing, no car in the driveway or coming up the street. Walker stepped out onto the porch, he remembered when Alex came out and announced she was having a baby. Walker loved Angela but his greatest fear was someone using her as bait, he was fortunate enough that no one had touched her yet. There had been several attempts, many have gotten close, but they never really got her. Walker laughed at himself.
"Come on Walker get a grip." Walker assured. He walked back into the house he decided he should call Trivete who was on an all night stake out.
"Trivete." Trivete answered in a groggy tone.
"Hey Trivete it's Walker."
"Walker what are you doing up?"
"Angela went on her first big date, she's late." Walker replied, he heard a light chuckle on the other end.
"How late?"
"Ten minutes." This time a snort.
"Relax Walker." This time it was Walker's turn to snort.
"Gee thanks Trivete."
"Walker I got to I got a suspect on the move." Trivete quickly hung up, and Walker went back to pacing the living room.
12:31-12:37-12:40. Alex came down at 12:43.
"Walker is Angela not back yet?" She asked groggily.
"Not yet." Alex joined Walker on the couch, she had a mug herself.
"I couldn't sleep, I wanted to here all about Angela's date." She explained, even though Walker didn't ask for one.
12:55
"She's practically an hour late."
"You don't think something happened do you?" Alex asked, more awake now, and more alert.
"I don't know." Walker sighed.
12:57
Walker got up and went over to the window.
"Maybe the movie ran late." Alex offered. Walker put down his mug, he was shaking too much. Alex was trying to be so optimistic, and he could only imagine the worse.
They're stranded somewhere, they got held up by some gang, they got caught in a drive by shooting. Yet the truth was far from Walker's mind.
At 1:01 the phone rang. Walker answered.
"Angela?" He answered with a frantic tone.
"No, but the man whose got her." It felt as if someone had delivered a punch to his stomach. Walker collapsed into the chair next to him, his hands began to tremble. He caught Alex out of the corner of his eye, she grew pale, and gravely concerned.
"Who is this?" Walker demanded.
"As I already informed you, the man whose got your daughter."
I know I'm cruel and leaving y'all hanging. In the next chapter I'll put the entire phone call. Keep the reviews coming!