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Night and Day: Chapter 3
Oakland, California May 1986
"Mommy, I hafta go potty." A little voice whined. Joyce looked up from her book and saw her daughter Buffy dancing around trying to resist the urge to go to the bathroom. "Okay Buffy, lets find your sister and I'll take you to the bathroom." Joyce told her daughter, "Faith! Come Here!" Joyce expected to see her other daughter running to her, brown hair flying and big brown eyes laughing, but she didn't receive so much as a reply. Buffy took her mom's hand in her own feeling her mother's fear.
"Maybe Faith is hiding." Buffy said trying to calm her mother. For as long as she could remember she was able to feel what other people were feeling if she tried hard enough.
"Maybe you are right honey, lets start looking." Joyce said. Her and Buffy looked all over the park, high and low. They looked in every single little tube Faith could have crawled in, in both the boy's and the girl's bathrooms but there wasn't really that many places for children to hide. There were no woods surrounding the park, just a chain-link fence and a parking lot, that's why Joyce always chose to take her daughters here because it was so enclosed that nothing could really happen, but something had happened and Joyce was scared. She decided to ask the only other family in the park if they had seen Faith.
"Umm excuse me, have you seen my daughter she's as tall as this little girl and she has brown hair and brown eyes?" Joyce asked the woman in front of her.
"No I haven't but maybe if we both look we will be able to find her." The woman told her and Joyce and her split the park in half looking for her daughter. Joyce was hoping that the little girl was just playing a game, even though Joyce knew she would be in big trouble when they found her. Joyce went back over every single hiding spot that the little girl could have found or been in. She went to the parking lot and looked under the cars out there but there was still no Faith. Buffy held her mother's hand tightly and concentrated really hard on trying to feel her sister and find out if she was anywhere nearby. Buffy could still feel Faith's connection with her but it was weak unlike when they were in the same area. She knew then that something really bad had happened to her sister and started to cry.
"Mommy someone tooked Faith." Buffy sobbed burying her head in her mother's thigh. Joyce was shocked by what her daughter had just told her. Ever since they knew Faith had been missing and hadn't been able to find her, the thought that someone had kidnapped her baby had been pushing at the back of her mind but she was afraid to voice that opinion. But now Buffy had voiced it for her and Joyce knew that it could be true. Joyce pulled her daughter off of her leg and knelt down in front of her putting her shaking hands on Buffy's shoulders.
"Why do you say that baby? Did you see someone take Faith?" Joyce asked trying to keep her fear out of her voice.
"No, I didn't see no one take Faith, I just know." Buffy told her mom.
"Buffy if you saw someone take Faith its okay to tell me I won't be mad." Joyce said hoping her daughter would tell her what she needed to her.
"But mommy I didn't see no one take Faith, I swear." Buffy said, and Joyce just nodded sadly, "Mommy we gotta find her, I want her back." Buffy was crying again and she threw her arms around her mom's neck. Joyce collected her sobbing daughter in her arms and stood up, stroking Buffy's hair and fighting her own tears.
"We will Buffy, mommy is going to call the police and they will find her." Joyce soothed her daughter walking to a pay phone. She shifted Buffy and then dialed the police phone number.
"Hello Oakland Police Station." A woman on the other line said when she answered the phone.
"Yes, someone has taken my daughter." Joyce said feeling tears welling up in her eyes.
"Are you sure?" The woman asked.
"Yes, I'm at Kid's Place on Parkland Drive, I've searched the whole entire park and there is no sign of my daughter anywhere, I've asked everyone that was here and we can't find her anywhere. Please, my daughter is only five." Joyce pleaded her tears running down her cheeks, when Buffy felt her mother crying she began to sob harder.
"Okay I'm sending a squad car right over, don't go anywhere." The woman said.
"Thank you. I'm going to call my husband now and tell him." Joyce said hanging up. Joyce didn't know how she was going to tell her husband that Faith was missing. She put the money into the machine and dialed Hank's office number.
"Hello Hank Summers speaking." He said when he answered the phone.
"Hank..." Joyce said as a fresh wave of sobs and tears overtook her.
"Joyce, what's going on? Did something happen to you and the girls?" Hank asked panic evident in his voice.
"It's Faith, she's m-missing, I think she's been kidnapped." Joyce said between sobs.
"Oh god Joyce! Where are you? Have you called the police?" Hank asked.
"I'm at the playground on Parkland, and yes the police are on their way. Hank I need you here with me." Joyce told her husband.
"I know I'm on my way now, I love you." He said before he hung up the phone. Joyce walked numbly over to a bench and sat down Buffy curled up in her lap. She buried her face in Buffy's hair, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"It's okay mommy," Buffy said placing a small hand on her mom's leg,
"The police will find Faith mommy and everything will be okay."
"I hope your right baby, I hope your right." Joyce murmured. They sat on the bench like that for awhile until someone walked up and tapped Joyce on the shoulder. She took her face out of Buffy's hair and faced a man with a gentle face in a police uniform.
"Excuse me miss, did you call about the missing child?" The man asked.
"Yes, sir, my name is Joyce Summers." She said standing up. There was a woman with the man also.
"I'm Detective Stevenson and this is my partner Detective Haversham. Is this the missing child Mrs. Summers?" Detective Stevenson asked indicating Buffy.
"No, this is my other daughter Buffy. Her sister Faith is the one that is missing." Joyce said.
"When is the last time you saw Faith?" Detective Stevenson asked.
"When we first got here, it must of been nearly an hour ago, she was playing on the slide over there." Joyce told him.
"Can you give me a description of your daughter?"
"She's about four-foot, with brown hair that comes down to her shoulders and brown eyes."
"What was she wearing today?"
"A red tee shirt, a pair of denim overalls and white sneakers."
"Any distinguishing marks?"
"She has a birthmark on her right shoulder, like this one." Joyce said pulling up Buffy's sleeve to show the detective the birthmark her and Faith shared.
"Do you have a picture of her?" The detective asked.
"Not with me right now, I have one at home though." Joyce told him. She saw Hank's blue Honda pull into the parking lot. Hank got out of the car and Buffy ran to him.
"Is that your husband?" The detective asked and Joyce nodded. Hank walked over to them carrying Buffy in his arms and hugged his wife planting a kiss on her forehead.
"Well we are going to close of the park and the area surrounding it and get a search party going, the best thing for you to do now is go to your house , rest and we will contact you if we get any information." Detective Stevenson told them. They nodded and walked over to their cars, "Oh Detective Haversham will go with you so she can get a picture of your missing daughter."
Joyce drove the two blocks to her house in silence, Buffy was sitting in the backseat and Joyce saw her eyelids fluttering and knew that the little girl was tired. She loved her daughters so much and she couldn't believe she had let something like this happen. If only she had been paying closer attention to Faith no one would have had the chance to take her. Joyce knew she had to pray, pray that the police would find her and bring her home to them where Joyce could hold her again. When she reached the house Hank carried Buffy in and Joyce got a picture of Faith that was taken on her daughters' fifth birthday just mere months before. Faith was smiling her usually great big smile that brightened her whole face and she looked beautiful. Joyce handed it to the detectives and they said they would do everything they could to find her daughter.
"Joyce, I'm going to take Buffy upstairs and lay her down for a nap. I think you should take one to." Joyce nodded absentmindedly as Hank carried her daughter upstairs.
Buffy and Faith's bedroom seemed so different and empty now, one of the twin beds was empty and would stay that way, it was hard for Hank to believe that someone had taken his daughter. He laid Buffy in her bed and covered with a blanket handing her her favorite stuffed bunny, Fluffy.
"Sweet dreams, princess." He said kissing her forehead.
"Daddy will you sit with me, till I fall asleep?" Buffy asked.
"Of course princess." He said sitting on the edge of her bed and playing with her hair, rubbing her back until she drifted off to sleep.
Buffy walked into a bedroom in a house she had never seen before. Faith was sitting at a desk coloring a picture.
"Faith whatcha doin'?" Buffy asked her sister running to her.
"Playin' hide-n-seek." Faith said looking at her twin.
"Well I found ya, so now you can come home." Buffy told her sister.
"No ya didn't, you never will." Faith said. There was something weird about Faith, Buffy thought, she seems a lot older.
"Faith, are ya dead?" Buffy asked in a small voice.
"'Course not silly, you just won't find me." Faith told her sister.
"Faith we will find you, mommy, daddy and the police are looking for you." Buffy told her sister tears filling her eyes.
"No you won't but don't worry, sissy, when we get lots bigger we will be together again." Faith told her sister.
"Please, Faithie, come home now. I want you." Buffy pleaded.
"Can't Buffy, I gotta go now, I love you." Faith said as she walked out of the room, leaving Buffy crying.
Buffy jolted awake drenched in a cold sweat, tears running down her cheeks. It was a dream, Buffy thought climbing out of bed to find her parents. Her parents weren't in the living room so she walked to their bedroom. Her parents were laying on the bed curled up into each other. Buffy walked up to her dad and poked him in the arm.
"Daddy, can I sleep in here with you and mommy?" She asked when her turned towards her.
"Course baby." Hank said lifting his daughter up and placing her in between him and his wife. She curled up against him and he wrapped his arms around her little body, stroking her hair.
"Daddy."
"Huh baby?" Hank asked groggily.
"Do ya think the police are gonna find Faith?" She asked.
"Dunno princess, but we are gonna do our best to find your sister." Hank said.
"Good, cause Daddy I really miss her." Buffy said.
"I know you do baby, I do too. But lets not think about this anymore just go to sleep angel." Hank said, his own tears running down his cheeks. He loved his daughters and wife more than anything and his heart felt like it had a hole in it since Faith was missing and more than anything he just wanted to fill that hole. He laid in bed stroking his daughter's hair and listening to her and her mother's even breathing until he too fell into a restless sleep.
Faith woke up in a strange bedroom, in a strange place fresh from her dream and started to cry. If mommy and daddy are looking for me, how are they gonna find me, if I don't even know where I am, she thought. Then she remembered that Dominick had brought her here, that she was at his house in England. She got out of bed carrying the stuffed dog Dominick had given her and went to find his bedroom. It was dark in the house, but he had left on some lights so she wouldn't be scared. She padded down the hall until she came to his bedroom. Dominick was sprawled across his bed, the light on his nightstand still on and a book on the floor.
"Domnick." Faith said softly walking to his bed and tapping his arm. He opened his eyes and looked at her wearily.
"Huh Faith?" He asked groggily realizing he was still fully clothed in what he had worn on the plane.
"I hadda nightmare can I sleep with you?" Faith asked her brown eyes full of tears.
"Course ya can love." He said and she jumped on the bed curling up next to him. She placed an arm across his chest and snuggled up real tight to him. "What was your dream about Faith?"
"Buffy was in it, she told me mommy and daddy are looking for me. Could it be true? Cause I really want my mommy and daddy." The little girl said sleepily.
"No love its not cause your mommy and daddy have passed away." He said stroking her hair. He knew the girls were twins and both were chosen ones and he wondered if it was possible that they could get into each others dreams or communicate psychically. He would have to ask Quentin about that tomorrow, but for now he just wanted to go back to sleep.
"I know Dominick, they are dead but Buffy isn't, I know she isn't." Faith mumbled. Dominick knew she was right and he wasn't going to tell her any different because she needed that little piece of hope. He knew she was asleep again cause he could hear that her breathing was even once again, and he too shut his eyes and fell asleep.
The next morning Dominick woke up with Faith still curled up against him. In her sleep she had thrown an arm and leg across him, but she didn't have anymore dreams. Dominick untangled himself from her and went into the kitchen to call Quentin and make them breakfast.
"Hello." Quentin said when he answered the phone.
"Quentin, its Dominick. I have to ask you something." Dominick said.
"Okay, Dominick I'm listening." Quentin said.
"Well you know how Faith and her sister are twins and both are the chosen ones, well is it possible for them to communicate psychically. Faith had a dream last night and her sister was in it telling her that her parents were looking for her which they would be doing since their daughter was kidnapped." Dominick said.
"Hmm, well Dominick it is probable that because of their special circumstance they can communicate like that. We will have to brainwash her to make her forget she ever had a sister, make her think she is an only child." Quentin said.
"You want to brainwash a five year old? That is wrong on so many levels and I know you know that." Dominick said.
"It is wrong but it must be done. Where is the girl now?"
"Faith is asleep."
"Well wake her up and feed her some breakfast and bring her to the headquarters, we must start training her today." Quentin said.
"Okay, bye." Dominick said hanging up the phone. Quentin could play his little game with Faith, he could brainwash her all he wanted but Dominick would make sure when she was called and old enough to understand, he would tell her everything, he would have to if the girls were to work together. Chances were she would hate him when that day came but he had to take that chance to let her know where she came from and that she had a whole family who loved her.
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Night and Day: Chapter 3
Oakland, California May 1986
"Mommy, I hafta go potty." A little voice whined. Joyce looked up from her book and saw her daughter Buffy dancing around trying to resist the urge to go to the bathroom. "Okay Buffy, lets find your sister and I'll take you to the bathroom." Joyce told her daughter, "Faith! Come Here!" Joyce expected to see her other daughter running to her, brown hair flying and big brown eyes laughing, but she didn't receive so much as a reply. Buffy took her mom's hand in her own feeling her mother's fear.
"Maybe Faith is hiding." Buffy said trying to calm her mother. For as long as she could remember she was able to feel what other people were feeling if she tried hard enough.
"Maybe you are right honey, lets start looking." Joyce said. Her and Buffy looked all over the park, high and low. They looked in every single little tube Faith could have crawled in, in both the boy's and the girl's bathrooms but there wasn't really that many places for children to hide. There were no woods surrounding the park, just a chain-link fence and a parking lot, that's why Joyce always chose to take her daughters here because it was so enclosed that nothing could really happen, but something had happened and Joyce was scared. She decided to ask the only other family in the park if they had seen Faith.
"Umm excuse me, have you seen my daughter she's as tall as this little girl and she has brown hair and brown eyes?" Joyce asked the woman in front of her.
"No I haven't but maybe if we both look we will be able to find her." The woman told her and Joyce and her split the park in half looking for her daughter. Joyce was hoping that the little girl was just playing a game, even though Joyce knew she would be in big trouble when they found her. Joyce went back over every single hiding spot that the little girl could have found or been in. She went to the parking lot and looked under the cars out there but there was still no Faith. Buffy held her mother's hand tightly and concentrated really hard on trying to feel her sister and find out if she was anywhere nearby. Buffy could still feel Faith's connection with her but it was weak unlike when they were in the same area. She knew then that something really bad had happened to her sister and started to cry.
"Mommy someone tooked Faith." Buffy sobbed burying her head in her mother's thigh. Joyce was shocked by what her daughter had just told her. Ever since they knew Faith had been missing and hadn't been able to find her, the thought that someone had kidnapped her baby had been pushing at the back of her mind but she was afraid to voice that opinion. But now Buffy had voiced it for her and Joyce knew that it could be true. Joyce pulled her daughter off of her leg and knelt down in front of her putting her shaking hands on Buffy's shoulders.
"Why do you say that baby? Did you see someone take Faith?" Joyce asked trying to keep her fear out of her voice.
"No, I didn't see no one take Faith, I just know." Buffy told her mom.
"Buffy if you saw someone take Faith its okay to tell me I won't be mad." Joyce said hoping her daughter would tell her what she needed to her.
"But mommy I didn't see no one take Faith, I swear." Buffy said, and Joyce just nodded sadly, "Mommy we gotta find her, I want her back." Buffy was crying again and she threw her arms around her mom's neck. Joyce collected her sobbing daughter in her arms and stood up, stroking Buffy's hair and fighting her own tears.
"We will Buffy, mommy is going to call the police and they will find her." Joyce soothed her daughter walking to a pay phone. She shifted Buffy and then dialed the police phone number.
"Hello Oakland Police Station." A woman on the other line said when she answered the phone.
"Yes, someone has taken my daughter." Joyce said feeling tears welling up in her eyes.
"Are you sure?" The woman asked.
"Yes, I'm at Kid's Place on Parkland Drive, I've searched the whole entire park and there is no sign of my daughter anywhere, I've asked everyone that was here and we can't find her anywhere. Please, my daughter is only five." Joyce pleaded her tears running down her cheeks, when Buffy felt her mother crying she began to sob harder.
"Okay I'm sending a squad car right over, don't go anywhere." The woman said.
"Thank you. I'm going to call my husband now and tell him." Joyce said hanging up. Joyce didn't know how she was going to tell her husband that Faith was missing. She put the money into the machine and dialed Hank's office number.
"Hello Hank Summers speaking." He said when he answered the phone.
"Hank..." Joyce said as a fresh wave of sobs and tears overtook her.
"Joyce, what's going on? Did something happen to you and the girls?" Hank asked panic evident in his voice.
"It's Faith, she's m-missing, I think she's been kidnapped." Joyce said between sobs.
"Oh god Joyce! Where are you? Have you called the police?" Hank asked.
"I'm at the playground on Parkland, and yes the police are on their way. Hank I need you here with me." Joyce told her husband.
"I know I'm on my way now, I love you." He said before he hung up the phone. Joyce walked numbly over to a bench and sat down Buffy curled up in her lap. She buried her face in Buffy's hair, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"It's okay mommy," Buffy said placing a small hand on her mom's leg,
"The police will find Faith mommy and everything will be okay."
"I hope your right baby, I hope your right." Joyce murmured. They sat on the bench like that for awhile until someone walked up and tapped Joyce on the shoulder. She took her face out of Buffy's hair and faced a man with a gentle face in a police uniform.
"Excuse me miss, did you call about the missing child?" The man asked.
"Yes, sir, my name is Joyce Summers." She said standing up. There was a woman with the man also.
"I'm Detective Stevenson and this is my partner Detective Haversham. Is this the missing child Mrs. Summers?" Detective Stevenson asked indicating Buffy.
"No, this is my other daughter Buffy. Her sister Faith is the one that is missing." Joyce said.
"When is the last time you saw Faith?" Detective Stevenson asked.
"When we first got here, it must of been nearly an hour ago, she was playing on the slide over there." Joyce told him.
"Can you give me a description of your daughter?"
"She's about four-foot, with brown hair that comes down to her shoulders and brown eyes."
"What was she wearing today?"
"A red tee shirt, a pair of denim overalls and white sneakers."
"Any distinguishing marks?"
"She has a birthmark on her right shoulder, like this one." Joyce said pulling up Buffy's sleeve to show the detective the birthmark her and Faith shared.
"Do you have a picture of her?" The detective asked.
"Not with me right now, I have one at home though." Joyce told him. She saw Hank's blue Honda pull into the parking lot. Hank got out of the car and Buffy ran to him.
"Is that your husband?" The detective asked and Joyce nodded. Hank walked over to them carrying Buffy in his arms and hugged his wife planting a kiss on her forehead.
"Well we are going to close of the park and the area surrounding it and get a search party going, the best thing for you to do now is go to your house , rest and we will contact you if we get any information." Detective Stevenson told them. They nodded and walked over to their cars, "Oh Detective Haversham will go with you so she can get a picture of your missing daughter."
Joyce drove the two blocks to her house in silence, Buffy was sitting in the backseat and Joyce saw her eyelids fluttering and knew that the little girl was tired. She loved her daughters so much and she couldn't believe she had let something like this happen. If only she had been paying closer attention to Faith no one would have had the chance to take her. Joyce knew she had to pray, pray that the police would find her and bring her home to them where Joyce could hold her again. When she reached the house Hank carried Buffy in and Joyce got a picture of Faith that was taken on her daughters' fifth birthday just mere months before. Faith was smiling her usually great big smile that brightened her whole face and she looked beautiful. Joyce handed it to the detectives and they said they would do everything they could to find her daughter.
"Joyce, I'm going to take Buffy upstairs and lay her down for a nap. I think you should take one to." Joyce nodded absentmindedly as Hank carried her daughter upstairs.
Buffy and Faith's bedroom seemed so different and empty now, one of the twin beds was empty and would stay that way, it was hard for Hank to believe that someone had taken his daughter. He laid Buffy in her bed and covered with a blanket handing her her favorite stuffed bunny, Fluffy.
"Sweet dreams, princess." He said kissing her forehead.
"Daddy will you sit with me, till I fall asleep?" Buffy asked.
"Of course princess." He said sitting on the edge of her bed and playing with her hair, rubbing her back until she drifted off to sleep.
Buffy walked into a bedroom in a house she had never seen before. Faith was sitting at a desk coloring a picture.
"Faith whatcha doin'?" Buffy asked her sister running to her.
"Playin' hide-n-seek." Faith said looking at her twin.
"Well I found ya, so now you can come home." Buffy told her sister.
"No ya didn't, you never will." Faith said. There was something weird about Faith, Buffy thought, she seems a lot older.
"Faith, are ya dead?" Buffy asked in a small voice.
"'Course not silly, you just won't find me." Faith told her sister.
"Faith we will find you, mommy, daddy and the police are looking for you." Buffy told her sister tears filling her eyes.
"No you won't but don't worry, sissy, when we get lots bigger we will be together again." Faith told her sister.
"Please, Faithie, come home now. I want you." Buffy pleaded.
"Can't Buffy, I gotta go now, I love you." Faith said as she walked out of the room, leaving Buffy crying.
Buffy jolted awake drenched in a cold sweat, tears running down her cheeks. It was a dream, Buffy thought climbing out of bed to find her parents. Her parents weren't in the living room so she walked to their bedroom. Her parents were laying on the bed curled up into each other. Buffy walked up to her dad and poked him in the arm.
"Daddy, can I sleep in here with you and mommy?" She asked when her turned towards her.
"Course baby." Hank said lifting his daughter up and placing her in between him and his wife. She curled up against him and he wrapped his arms around her little body, stroking her hair.
"Daddy."
"Huh baby?" Hank asked groggily.
"Do ya think the police are gonna find Faith?" She asked.
"Dunno princess, but we are gonna do our best to find your sister." Hank said.
"Good, cause Daddy I really miss her." Buffy said.
"I know you do baby, I do too. But lets not think about this anymore just go to sleep angel." Hank said, his own tears running down his cheeks. He loved his daughters and wife more than anything and his heart felt like it had a hole in it since Faith was missing and more than anything he just wanted to fill that hole. He laid in bed stroking his daughter's hair and listening to her and her mother's even breathing until he too fell into a restless sleep.
Faith woke up in a strange bedroom, in a strange place fresh from her dream and started to cry. If mommy and daddy are looking for me, how are they gonna find me, if I don't even know where I am, she thought. Then she remembered that Dominick had brought her here, that she was at his house in England. She got out of bed carrying the stuffed dog Dominick had given her and went to find his bedroom. It was dark in the house, but he had left on some lights so she wouldn't be scared. She padded down the hall until she came to his bedroom. Dominick was sprawled across his bed, the light on his nightstand still on and a book on the floor.
"Domnick." Faith said softly walking to his bed and tapping his arm. He opened his eyes and looked at her wearily.
"Huh Faith?" He asked groggily realizing he was still fully clothed in what he had worn on the plane.
"I hadda nightmare can I sleep with you?" Faith asked her brown eyes full of tears.
"Course ya can love." He said and she jumped on the bed curling up next to him. She placed an arm across his chest and snuggled up real tight to him. "What was your dream about Faith?"
"Buffy was in it, she told me mommy and daddy are looking for me. Could it be true? Cause I really want my mommy and daddy." The little girl said sleepily.
"No love its not cause your mommy and daddy have passed away." He said stroking her hair. He knew the girls were twins and both were chosen ones and he wondered if it was possible that they could get into each others dreams or communicate psychically. He would have to ask Quentin about that tomorrow, but for now he just wanted to go back to sleep.
"I know Dominick, they are dead but Buffy isn't, I know she isn't." Faith mumbled. Dominick knew she was right and he wasn't going to tell her any different because she needed that little piece of hope. He knew she was asleep again cause he could hear that her breathing was even once again, and he too shut his eyes and fell asleep.
The next morning Dominick woke up with Faith still curled up against him. In her sleep she had thrown an arm and leg across him, but she didn't have anymore dreams. Dominick untangled himself from her and went into the kitchen to call Quentin and make them breakfast.
"Hello." Quentin said when he answered the phone.
"Quentin, its Dominick. I have to ask you something." Dominick said.
"Okay, Dominick I'm listening." Quentin said.
"Well you know how Faith and her sister are twins and both are the chosen ones, well is it possible for them to communicate psychically. Faith had a dream last night and her sister was in it telling her that her parents were looking for her which they would be doing since their daughter was kidnapped." Dominick said.
"Hmm, well Dominick it is probable that because of their special circumstance they can communicate like that. We will have to brainwash her to make her forget she ever had a sister, make her think she is an only child." Quentin said.
"You want to brainwash a five year old? That is wrong on so many levels and I know you know that." Dominick said.
"It is wrong but it must be done. Where is the girl now?"
"Faith is asleep."
"Well wake her up and feed her some breakfast and bring her to the headquarters, we must start training her today." Quentin said.
"Okay, bye." Dominick said hanging up the phone. Quentin could play his little game with Faith, he could brainwash her all he wanted but Dominick would make sure when she was called and old enough to understand, he would tell her everything, he would have to if the girls were to work together. Chances were she would hate him when that day came but he had to take that chance to let her know where she came from and that she had a whole family who loved her.