Ch.11
"Damn it! I must have dropped it last night at the pier."
Teresa was looking for the note.
"Now what am I going to do?" she asked herself.
The phone rang. She ran over to it.
"Hello?"
"Hey babe."
"Fox? What's going on?
"I just got out of a meeting…it turns out I have to go out to L.A. for a few days…Father needs me to close out some kind of deal."
Teresa frowned.
"You have to leave? When?"
"The Jet is ready and waiting for me…they need me out there ASAP."
"But you don't have any clothes."
"I just grabbed some of Ethan's here at the house."
"Oh " she said disappointedly. "I was hoping you would have time to come home and say goodbye."
He sighed.
"Sorry Resa…you know how Father is…I have a meeting today with some client at 3:00 L.A time…I'm going to have to go straight from the airport."
"How long will you be gone?"
"2, 3 days. I promise I'll call as soon as I can ok?"
She smiled.
"You better mister."
"Don't worry I will…don't do anything stupid while I'm gone."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean don't go looking for trouble because of that note Teresa…wait until I get home, then we will try and figure it out ok?"
"Alright."
"Ok then…well I guess I better go…I love you."
"I love you too."
"Bye babe."
"Bye."
She hung up the phone, sighing. She hated when Fox had to go away on business, but she knew it was part of his job.
Just then the phone rang again.
"What did he forget?" she chuckled to herself.
She picked up the phone.
"Did you forget something sweetie?"
There was no response on the other end.
"Hello?" Teresa said.
"Did you get my note?"
Teresa almost dropped the phone. She felt her legs go weak.
"Who is this?" she whispered.
"Did you get my note?"
"Yes, yes I got it."
"Good," the male voice said.
"You know something about my son? About what happened to him?"
"Look I cant talk long…someone might be tracing this call."
"I don't understand." Teresa spat out. "Who are you? How do you know about m son?"
"I need you to meet me somewhere."
Her eyes grew large.
~ Meet him? I don't even know who this is! ~
"I need to know who you are…please just tell me."
"Look, I can explain everything…but not now…I need you to meet me somewhere tonight…can you do it?"
"Yes!" she exclaimed. She had to know the truth. "Just tell me where, and I'll meet you."
"Ok," he said. " Meet me at the abandoned warehouse by the cemetery tonight at 12. I'll tell you everything you want to know."
"But-" she tried to say but she was to late.
He had hung up the phone.
She slowly put the phone back down on the receiver.
"Can I trust this guy?" she asked herself.
She walked into her living room, stopping at the fireplace, looking at a picture of little Ethan.
"What really happened to you sweetie?" she asked, her fingers tracing the frame.
She looked over at a picture of Fox.
"I'm sorry Fox…I know I promised I wouldn't do anything stupid while you were gone…"
She sighed.
"But I have to know the truth."