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10 hours Missing-

On the way to meet the Roenstein's Jack's cell phone rang. "Malone."

"Jack, we may have found something," Danny said.

"Good, what is it?" Jack asked, fumbling for his notepad and pen.

"One of the last cases that Judge Roenstein had was a drug dealer, one that was caught by an undercover. The guy was selling to junior high kids. Roenstein threw the book at him, gave him the maximum even though it was his first offense. The kid's in there for at least twenty years. He made some pretty serious threats when the Judge sentenced him. Told her that she'd pay that he'd find a way to ruin her life the way she'd ruined his."

"What have you got so far?" Jack asked.

"Well, the Judge has been receiving threatening letters and e-mails. We tracked the e-mails to an account registered to the dealer, Alfonse Rodriguez. His girlfriend was sending them. Viv's on her way to Riker's to talk to Rodriguez and we just brought the girlfriend in and I'm going to talk to her."

"She's in New York then?" Jack asked.

"Yeah, but get this. She has a sister in Monrovia," Danny said.

"That's not far from Anaheim," Jack said. "Let me know what Vivian finds out. We have to meet with the Judge and her husband now."

"Okay, I'll be in touch."

Jack dropped his phone into his pocket and filled Sam in as they walked.

"Maybe the sister is our mystery woman," Sam said.

"It's a possibility," Jack said. "However I think it's unlikely. The girlfriend was sending the threats from an account registered to the dealer. Unless they're just stupid, I don't think they would do that."

"True," Sam agreed.

They walked along Disneyland's main street and ended up by a little garden area with a statue in the middle. Sam recognized Mickey Mouse and assumed the man with him was Walt Disney. She'd never been big into Disney herself, but judging by the hundreds of people in the park that day she figured she was part of a minority.

Martin met them by the statue.

"They didn't see anything," Martin said, shaking his head. "They don't remember the woman or the little girl, but they said that so many people go through the gates that it's hard to remember."

Jack told him about their conversation with Carmen Arteaga and his conversation with Danny.

Just then the Disneyland rep, Weathers, walked up with a man and woman. Both of them looked distraught and the woman had obviously been crying. Sam recognized her immediately as Judge Roenstein, although the teary-eyed woman was quite different that the hardened and cold Judge that she had seen in court.

Weathers introduced them and Judge Roenstein held Jack's hands, her eyes desperate. "Thank you for coming out here. I know of your department's reputation for recovering missing persons and I wanted you on this case," the Judge said.

"You're welcome, Judge. We'll do everything we can to find Natalie," Jack replied.

"Please, just call me Amelia," she said.

"Now, we want to go over exactly what happened," Jack said, pulling out his notebook again. He had drawn a small timeline like the ones that they used in New York on all of their cases. He had drawn a line in the middle and had written 9:45, fireworks, Natalie gone.

Amelia Roenstein nodded her head and took a deep breath. "We were standing right here," she said, motioning to a spot to the right of the statue. "We had a perfect view of the castle and the fireworks are right above it."

Jack nodded. "What were you doing?"

"We were waiting for the fireworks to start. Jake was standing next to me with Natalie on his shoulders. But then she wanted her sucker so he put her down and I unwrapped it for her," Amelia said. She paused, thinking. "She was getting tired but she said she wanted to stay for the fireworks, so we decided to stay."

"You decided to stay, you mean," Jacob Roenstein injected. He was scowling.

Sam had noticed the tension between them the minute they walked up. A missing child did one of two things to the parents. It brought them closer together or it tore them apart. It seemed that the latter was true of the Roenstein's.

"She said she wanted to see the fireworks," Amelia insisted. The tears dried up and she stared icily at her husband.

"She only said it because you went on and on about wanting to see them," Jacob said.

"She's four years old, Jacob. I doubt that she would be thinking like that."

"Natalie adores you. She would say whatever she could to make you happy and you know it."

Jack, Martin and Sam exchanged a look.

"Okay, we really just need to know the facts right now," Jack said. "Every minute counts and we need to know what happened."

The Roenstein's glared at each other and Amelia took a deep breath. "Of course. I'm sorry," she said.

"So Jacob put Natalie down. Then where was she?" Jack asked.

"She was standing next to me. She leaned her head against my leg for a minute. Jacob and I were….fighting about whether to stay for the fireworks or not. I finished unwrapping a sucker for her and looked down and she was gone. We looked for her, thinking she had just wandered off. But there were hundreds of people crowded around us and the lights were dimmed. She was just gone. No one around us saw anything, they were watching the fireworks," Amelia said and her eyes filled with tears again.

"We contacted security and they searched for her, but there was no sign of her, nothing. No one had seen her, only that woman at the gate, but she wasn't even sure that it was her."

Jack nodded. "What time was it when you noticed she was missing?"

"Nine forty-five, right when the fireworks started."

"How long did you look for her before you contacted security?"

"Fifteen minutes," Jacob replied.

"Fifteen minutes? Exactly?"

"Yes, we went into City Hall right as the fireworks ended. It was ten o'clock," Amelia said. "We told the lady at the desk and she contacted the head of security and they put out an alert to all of the employees."

"How does your missing child alert work?" Jack asked Richards.

"We announce it over the two-way radio system. We describe the child and the area where they went missing."

"Do all the employees have the radios?"

"No. All of the cleaning people do, the workers at the gates do. All of the supervisors have them and they are supposed to alert their people."

"When did the alert go out?"

"Ten ten pm."

Jack nodded and made a note on the timeline. "Did Carmen Arteaga contact you?"

Richards shook his head. "No, she didn't say anything until we showed her a picture, then she said that the little girl she saw might have been Natalie."

"What picture did you show her?"

Amelia pulled a day planner out of her purse and pulled out a wallet size photo that was the same as the 8x10 that Jack had been given.

"What was Natalie wearing?" Jack asked.

"She was wearing her favorite outfit. It was her Ariel outfit. White shirt with green shorts. The shirt has Ariel on the front. She was wearing her Ariel shoes, too. Her hair was down and she was wearing a green headband."

Jack nodded. "Anything else?"

"She was carrying her Ariel doll," Jacob added. "We had just bought it for her."

Sam looked a little puzzled and Martin, noticing, leaned over and whispered, "Ariel, you know, The Little Mermaid?"

Sam cocked an eyebrow at Martin and nodded.

"I have nieces," Martin added and Sam smiled slightly.

"Okay. Mr. and Mrs. Roenstein, we would like to talk to you in private. Can you come to the FBI office today?"

"Of course," Amelia said.

"We'll finish things up here and meet you there in two hours?" asked Jack.

"We will be there. Thanks again for your help," Amelia said with a shaky smile.

Amelia and Jacob Roenstein walked off and Jack turned to Richards. "I think we have just about everything we need from you," Jack said. "Thank you for your cooperation."

"You're welcome," Richards said. "I hope you find that little girl, and if you need anything else let us know."

"Will do," Jack said.

The other men left and Jack turned to Sam and Martin. "What do you think?" he asked.

Martin scratched his chin thoughtfully. "I think that I don't know what to think. Hopefully when we talk to them alone we'll know more."

"They definitely are not a happy couple," Sam added. "Do you think the husband has something to do with it? Revenge maybe?"

Jack shrugged. "At this point anything is possible. We just do not have enough to work with to say right now," he said. "I think we should head to the office and get a look at the security tapes. I know they've been over them, but maybe we'll see something they didn't."

"Sounds good," Sam said and they met back up with the LA agents at the front gate and headed to the LA FBI office.

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