He leaned on the bar, a pint in one hand. He couldn't recall how many he'd had. Only that it seemed to take away the pain. Helped him forget about the mess he;d got himself into.

Rhys enters.

"Glad I caught you... look, we need to discuss... erm... money"

He couldn't put it any simpler. His finances weren't in a good state. Just like his entire life.

"How d'ya find me?"

Kane's speech was already slurred, his balance unsteady as he stood upright for a moment, before gripping the bar for support. Rhys looked at him in disgust.

"How many have you had?"

"One... maybe three... five perhaps?"

He attempted to hold up five fingers, resembling drinks, and stared at them, as if in confusion.

"Possibly more... I don't know"

Rhys tried to ignore Kane's drunkenness.

"So what about my daughter? Where is she?"

Rhys half hoped she had seen sense and returned home. Part of him was furious that Kane was in this mess. This was the man he had trusted with his daughters life.

"Back home"

"Home?"

"Our home... unless she's walked out... wouldn't blame her"

"What have you done now?"

Rhys glares at him.

"Nothing... well... long story..."

Rhys opens his mouth to reply, but Kane interrupts

"I'm tired... I'm gonna go home"

Rhys could see he wasn't going to get any sense out of him. His best bet was to use Kane's vulnerability to his advantage. Find out where his daughter was living. Kane takes a step towards the door, before gripping hold of Rhys for support. With his one free hand he rummages through his pockets, before glancing back to the bar.

"Keys..."

He reaches out and grabs a set of keys from the bar.

"You're not thinking about driving"

"I'll be fine..."

"Don't be ridiculous"

"I've got to go home - Kirsty's probably waiting... unless she walked out... wouldn't blame her"

Rhys frowned at his repetition, getting increasingly annoyed.

"I'll drive"

He holds out his hand for the keys.

"You don't know where we're going"

"So tell me"

"I've said already... I can't do that"

"You don't have a choice - do you want to get home and see Kirsty"

Kane considers this and Rhys makes a grab for the keys. Kane is in no state to protest. Finally victorious, Rhys helps Kane outside.

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B+B

Rhys drives Kane up to the door, where they find a parking space. Rhys steps out and walks round to the other side of the car, opening the car door.

"Come on then"

He steps forward, intending to help Kane inside.

"No... no, you can't come in... Kirsty'll know... she'll find out... she'll leave me"

"Fine"

Rhys walks back to the drivers door as Kane climbs unsteadily out of the car. Rhys opens the drivers door, intending to leave. He takes a mental note of the name of the B+B. Kane looks across at him

"My car... where... where are you going?"

He couldn't think clearly but Rhys' intentions were obvious.

"How else am I meant to get home?"

"Walk?"

Rhys glared incredulously across at him. It would take him hours to walk and they both knew it.

Sylvia exited the building, addressing Kane.

"There you are at last... Kirsty's left you a message"

Kane turned to her and she stepped back, immediately smelling the drink. She continues, reading off a slip of paper.

"It says - gone home, explain later"

Kane laughs manically.

"See, See Rhys - she left me... I told you she would, didn't I tell you?"

Rhys ignores him.

"Did she say anything about why she went?"

"No - just that it was family stuff"

"When did she leave?"

"A couple of hours ago"

Sylvia's reply is sharp and unpleasant. She turns and walks back inside. Kane turns to follow her in, stumbling and gripping hold of the car. Rhys slams his door shut again and walks around to assist him inside.

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B+B Room

Rhys helps Kane in and he falls back onto the bed. Rhys gazes around the room. It wasn't bad. Better than he'd expected, anyway. Walking across to the window he stares out. It was too dark to see out properly, but he guessed it overlooked the countryside as there was no sign of streetlights. He drew the curtains before turning back to Kane, who was already asleep. He took a further look round. Double bed. He could only imagine what that might mean. Kane had sworn he would never take advantage of his daughter. Then again, Kane had sworn so many things and Rhys couldn't help but wonder if they were just to get him onside. He wouldn't put it past him. He slid open the fitted wardrobe. It was near empty. Very few clothes, spread out across the large space. He recognises some as being Kirsty's and picks up a top he recognises, holding it to his face. The scent reminded him of home. A home he missed dearly. Why had Kirsty returned home? Had something happened he wasn't aware of? Maybe it was all about Angie. Maybe it was just a false alarm. Kirsty had needed a break from this... simple life.

Rhys walked across and pulled open a drawer in one of the bedside cabinets. It contained only a tin. Opening it, he found quite a large sum of cash. He could only guess they had given up on banks. Either that or Kane was involved in something dodgy. He replaces the tin as Kane stirs and slides the door shut. Kane opens his eyes, hardly acknowledging Rhys' presence and murmurs something indecipherable. Rhys walks towards the door, flicks the light off and walks downstairs.

RECEPTION

Sylvia is still in reception, filling in some forms on the desk. She smiles forcefully.

"Hi... can I book a room for the night?"

He didn't want to leave with so many unanswered questions. Besides, he had no means of getting home unless he took Kane's car. No buses would be running at that time.

Sylvia nods.

"Just you?"

"Do you see anyone else?"

She looks at him coldly. He was agitated. Tired. Worried about his daughter. His family.

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B+B ROOM

Morning.

Kane awoke as the alarm on his phone started beeping. His head was throbbing and the noise wasn't making it any better. Rolling over, he grabbed the phone and absent mindedly pressed buttons until it stopped. Groaning, he sat up in bed, checking the time on his watch. He was still fully dressed and could barely remember the previous night. He had a hazy image of being at work. He had decided to have a drink. Just to settle him down. Rhys had come in. He couldn't remember why. They'd come home... Rhys? The B+B? Kane rubbed his eyes, still half asleep. He needed some painkillers for the headache. Where was Kirsty? Kirsty was gone. Gone home Sylvia said. Kane swung himself out of bed and adjusted his coat, taking a brief look in the mirror at his shabby appearance, brushing his hair down with his hand and exiting the room. As he enters reception he collides with Sylvia.

"Um... have you heard from Kirsty?"

"No."

"Did she say anything else - why she was going? When she'd be in touch."

Sylvia shook her head. He couldn't understand her. She had been so welcoming to them before... well, before she started questioning his past.

Sylvia left, walking through into the kitchen. Kirsty had left her in the lurch as well. She was an employee down.

Kane stared after her before turning to leave. A slip of paper on the desk caught his eye. Kirsty's writing. "Gone home, explain later, Call when I get there, love K". He frowned. Why hadn't Sylvia given him the note? It was obviously intended to be given to him. And why not mention the last sentence? His head was too sore to think.

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B+B ROOM 2

Rhys awoke and stared around, taking a moment to realise where he was. And why. He climbs out of the bed, grabbing his clothes from where they are folded on the bedside table and swings them on. He glances at his watch. It was early. Too early. But he had the feeling it would be a long day. Exiting his room, he meets with Kane on the landing, who has just come out of the shower. His hair is wet, and he has changed clothes. Kane is bewildered to see Rhys.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm staying here until I find out where my daughter is"

"There was a note in reception - she'll phone when she arrives at the caravan park"

"So she's been travelling what? Twelve hours solid and she's not there yet?... Kane the journey takes three hours - four tops"

Kane realises his stupidity. Rhys gets more irritant.

"So where is she?"

"How the hell should I know?"

Kane is fed up of Rhys' ignorance. Of course he didn't know. He hadn't even been in when she left. He walks back to his room, pursued by Rhys.

"Well, maybe you can tell me why she left in the first place?"

"I dunno... we had an argument"

"About?"

"It's not important"

"Well, I think it is"

Kane picks up his phone and dials the caravan park

"She probably thought it was too early to call"

He tried to forge a reassuring look towards Rhys but underneath he was worried. What if something had happened? What if she had left because of the argument? She'd have been lonely. Vulnerable. It had been late. She'd hardly taken any money. He'd checked. Just enough for a train. Or a cab. She wouldn't choose to take the bus. Not out of choice.

Kane frowned, willing someone to pick up. Finally Jade answers.

"Summer bay Caravan Park"

"Hi... Jade? It's... it's Kane"

"Oh."

Her voice is hostile.

"Is Kirsty there?"

"No..."

Jade's voice was suspicious. Suspicious of him. Of what was going on. She continues

"...she said she would come home last night but when she never arrived I just assumed she'd waited until morning..."