Will had the warrant for arrest for Clayton Watson in his hand. He and some back up pulled up and surrounded Clayton's house. Will was the first one to the door. He kicked in the door making Clayton Watson leap off of the couch making a little blond girl sitting on the floor, started crying. She was about three.
"You're under arrest," Will said.
"For what?" Clayton asked.
"For the kidnapping of your daughter, Briana Watson."
Clayton stared at him. "Someone k-kidnapped my little girl?"
Will looked at him. "Don't play dumb where is she?"
"I want to know, too!"
Some backup officers ran in and started searching the house. "There isn't a little girl here," said an officer after searching the house. Clayton was holding the little girl close to him. "Except for her, who is she?"
"This is Jo, my other little girl," Clayton said, trying to calm her down. "Her mother is at work. If you're going to arrest me, wait until she gets home."
Will noticed that he was wearing a t-shirt and there were cuts across the top of his arm. "What did that?" he asked.
"My ex-wife," Clayton said. "She had anger issues and I filed for divorce."
Will rubbed his temple. The things he had gotten on Clayton Watson were all in reverse. He was the victim of the abuse not her.
"I knew that my wife was having an affair and when I confronted her she blew up at me," he said. "She's been having an affair for the past three years and then I met Tracy and we had Jo, I wanted to get far away from Mona and live with Tracy and Jo, and bring Briana with me. But you said she was kidnapped."
Will nodded. "Do you know anyone who you think would have her?" he asked.
Clayton shook his head. "Just Mona."
"Mona's dead."
Clayton looked up at her and shook his head. "I saw the picture of her in the paper. That wasn't Mona. That was Mona's sister, Lindsey, who was killed. Not Mona."
Will looked at him. Clayton bounced Jo on his hip and she laid her head down on his shoulder. "I'm sorry, Mr. Watson," Will said. "Apparently we didn't get all of the facts. Well we did but they were all backwards."
Clayton nodded. "You think I hit Mona?" he asked. "I never touched her. Or Briana. Or Tracy or Jo." Clayton's soft brown eyes caught Will's. "I'm not like that."
Will nodded. "Again, I'm sorry."
Will motioned for the others to head out. He climbed into the car. He thought they were so close to finding her. So close!