'Amanda Leigh Sark,' Vaughn thought, 'My daughter's name is Amanda.'
He knew he shouldn't believe a word Sydney said because it was very likely she was out of her mind.
But when she said the words "our baby," they really affected him and he felt that her words were truthful.
Therefore, he sat at his desk staring at his computer. It was three days later and he hadn't found any substantial information that would help him free Sydney from the institution.
None of his contacts had seen Sark in at least a year, it was as if he simply vanished with Amanda.
But Vaughn knew that he was out there somewhere and he wouldn't give up until Amanda was home where she belonged.
He quickly glanced at his watch, completely forgetting that he told Naomi he would meet her and her parents at 7:00 at her favorite Italian restaurant.
Since he had forgotten, when he saw 6:55 the only thing that crossed his mind was that visiting hours at the institution were ending in 2 hours and 35 minutes.
He was determined to find reliable information before he went to see Sydney at 8:00 as he had the last two nights.
He clicked open an e-mail from a source of his in Berlin and quickly skimmed the e-mail. Once he got to the end, he read the message from beginning to end.
"Oh my god!" he exclaimed.
* * * *
Naomi Vaughn walked into the restaurant where she was supposed to meet Michael and her parents.
The attendant greeting everyone at the door took her name and showed her to the table set for four.
She loved this place, it was her absolute favorite, the only problem is you had to get reservations months ahead of time - she had actually had these reservations since right after the wedding.
She looked around her and saw her parents being ushered towards her. But Michael was still no where to be found. Her stomach began twisting and turning, and she had a pretty good idea he wouldn't be coming.
Her parents were led to the table and her father kissed her cheek while her mother gave her a hug.
"Where's Michael?" her father asked, immediately looking around for a sign of the other male counter - part.
"He's meeting us here," she replied, "He had to work late."
Her parents nodded and she worriedly looked at her watch. He was 20 minutes late already.
"Can you excuse me for a moment?" she asked her parents.
When they nodded she pushed herself away from the table and headed towards the ladies room.
Her parents thought she needed to use the restroom, in actuality she needed to make a phone call.
* * * *
Vaughn couldn't believe what he had just read and saw. Amanda Leigh Sark resided in Berlin with a full time nanny.
She was one and a half years old, brown hair, green eyes, and absolutely adorable.
When he saw the picture that was attached, he knew she was his. "That's my daughter," he murmured, "That's our daughter."
His cell phone rang from in his breast pocket. He pulled it out, "Vaughn here."
"Michael?" Naomi asked, "Where are you?"
"What do you mean 'where am I?'" he asked, "I'm at work."
"What about dinner Michael?" she questioned, "Or did you forget again?"
"Dinner..." then it dawned on him - he was supposed to have dinner with her and her parents tonight.
"Naomi, I'm going to have to take a rain check," he told her, "I've gotten a break on Amanda."
"What?" she asked after hearing his daughter's name, "Really?"
"Yeah," he replied, "I found her."
"That's awesome!" she exclaimed.
"But I've got to go," he said, "I've got to go see Sydney."
"Okay I love you," she told him, but he had already hung up.
Tears stung her eyes, he had to go see Sydney.
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He knew he shouldn't believe a word Sydney said because it was very likely she was out of her mind.
But when she said the words "our baby," they really affected him and he felt that her words were truthful.
Therefore, he sat at his desk staring at his computer. It was three days later and he hadn't found any substantial information that would help him free Sydney from the institution.
None of his contacts had seen Sark in at least a year, it was as if he simply vanished with Amanda.
But Vaughn knew that he was out there somewhere and he wouldn't give up until Amanda was home where she belonged.
He quickly glanced at his watch, completely forgetting that he told Naomi he would meet her and her parents at 7:00 at her favorite Italian restaurant.
Since he had forgotten, when he saw 6:55 the only thing that crossed his mind was that visiting hours at the institution were ending in 2 hours and 35 minutes.
He was determined to find reliable information before he went to see Sydney at 8:00 as he had the last two nights.
He clicked open an e-mail from a source of his in Berlin and quickly skimmed the e-mail. Once he got to the end, he read the message from beginning to end.
"Oh my god!" he exclaimed.
* * * *
Naomi Vaughn walked into the restaurant where she was supposed to meet Michael and her parents.
The attendant greeting everyone at the door took her name and showed her to the table set for four.
She loved this place, it was her absolute favorite, the only problem is you had to get reservations months ahead of time - she had actually had these reservations since right after the wedding.
She looked around her and saw her parents being ushered towards her. But Michael was still no where to be found. Her stomach began twisting and turning, and she had a pretty good idea he wouldn't be coming.
Her parents were led to the table and her father kissed her cheek while her mother gave her a hug.
"Where's Michael?" her father asked, immediately looking around for a sign of the other male counter - part.
"He's meeting us here," she replied, "He had to work late."
Her parents nodded and she worriedly looked at her watch. He was 20 minutes late already.
"Can you excuse me for a moment?" she asked her parents.
When they nodded she pushed herself away from the table and headed towards the ladies room.
Her parents thought she needed to use the restroom, in actuality she needed to make a phone call.
* * * *
Vaughn couldn't believe what he had just read and saw. Amanda Leigh Sark resided in Berlin with a full time nanny.
She was one and a half years old, brown hair, green eyes, and absolutely adorable.
When he saw the picture that was attached, he knew she was his. "That's my daughter," he murmured, "That's our daughter."
His cell phone rang from in his breast pocket. He pulled it out, "Vaughn here."
"Michael?" Naomi asked, "Where are you?"
"What do you mean 'where am I?'" he asked, "I'm at work."
"What about dinner Michael?" she questioned, "Or did you forget again?"
"Dinner..." then it dawned on him - he was supposed to have dinner with her and her parents tonight.
"Naomi, I'm going to have to take a rain check," he told her, "I've gotten a break on Amanda."
"What?" she asked after hearing his daughter's name, "Really?"
"Yeah," he replied, "I found her."
"That's awesome!" she exclaimed.
"But I've got to go," he said, "I've got to go see Sydney."
"Okay I love you," she told him, but he had already hung up.
Tears stung her eyes, he had to go see Sydney.
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