Ch.26

Fox stood, looking out over the pier beyond the ocean. The sun was just about to set and the color was a striking pink.

"Teresa where are you?" he asked himself, searching the sky.

Suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted by a loud noise. He jerked around to see what it was.

He didn't see anything.

"What was that?  His eyes scanned the pier and its surroundings. Then, as he was turning back around to face the water, he saw smoke coming from the old warehouse in the distance.

"What the hell?" he questioned, sprinting towards the old building. When he got there, he noticed a car parked in front, smoke pouring from it.

"Hello?" he called out, looking for the owner. "DO you need some help?"

He didn't see anyone.

"Hello?" he called out again. He made his way to the door and pushed it open.

"Jesus!" he cried startled as he entered the room.

Luis was standing there.

"Fox?"

Fox couldn't move. He knew Luis was alive, but actually seeing him was all too real for him.

"Fox, what are you doing here?" Luis asked angrily. No one was supposed to know he was alive. "Did Teresa tell you I was here?"

"N-no," he managed to get out. "Teresa's gone."

"What are you talking about?"

"Luis I can't believe you're really here…"

"Fox, where the hell is my sister?"

"What happened to your car?"

"Engine troubles," he said quickly. "Now tell me, where is Teresa?"

"I don't know," he said shaking his head. "Rebecca did something to her…Ethan too…they're missing."

Luis clenched his fists together, shutting his eyes in anger.

"I'm going to kill her," he gritted through his teeth.

"Luis, we need to find them now…before it's too late."

Fox ran his fingers through his hair, sighing.

"They could be anywhere."

Just then, Fox remembered what Teresa had said the night before.

"They could be in the same place they kept you all these years!"

Luis looked at him.

"Yea well there's only one problem…I have no idea where that is."

"Think about it for a minute Luis…do you remember anything? Anything at all? The littlest details could help us find them."

Luis thought for a moment.

"I remember it being really hot. I could hear the ocean from the room they kept me in…that's really all I know…"

"Keep thinking," Fox pleaded.

He sighed.

"I'm trying Fox…but I really don't remember a lot…"

Fox grunted, frustrated.

"There must be something else…"

Luis's eyes flickered.

"I do remember something," he said. "I remember the building having dark brown walls, almost black. Every room had a door that had a big A on it.

"That's one of Alistair's trademarks," Fox said.

"I remember one room in particular…while I was escaping…one room had this dark blue carpet in it…and I don't know why, but for some reason, I remember seeing this big red stain on it."

Fox gasped.

"That's it! I know where they are!"

"What?" Luis asked confused. "How do you know?"

"I've been there before…I was in that room…I was the one who spilled the paint causing that stain…Father was always too cheap to have it removed…"

"Fox, you're babbling…where are they?"

"It all makes sense," he said to himself. "The rooms, the weather, the ocean…"

"FOX! WHERE ARE THEY"?

Fox turned around, a huge smile breaking out across his face.

"Pack your bags Luis…"

"We're going to Hawaii."