Police officers from the Palm Beach Police Department search the Lorenzo household for clues that would pinpoint who and why someone would kidnap Julia Lorenzo. They looked for any type evidence, ranging from fingerprints to strands of hair, in every room of the house. Cassy and Tom were also helping looking for clues. Captain Lipshitz was there also, but he was there more to console Rita and Chris. They both were quiet, deep in thought, thinking of who would do such a thing to them. They were cops for more than five years, they have put away many criminals, and hurt their families. Many people had a grudge against them.
Cap. Lipshitz just stood there, thinking of what he would say to Chris and Rita. He finally spoke up. "Chris, Rita. I know this...this is rough time for you, but I need to ask you some questions. Can you think of anyone who would do this?"
"Cap, we're cops. There's a lot of people who would do this." Chris said, rudely.
"Chris, calm down. He's only trying to help." Rita said, putting her hand in his.
"I'm sorry, Cap." Chris retorted.
"That's okay, Chris. You both are under a lot of pressure." Harry said.
Later, they all went upstairs to see if anything was missing. They checked every drawer and the closet. Finally, Rita checked her jewelry bow. She carefully pulled out each piece, looking to see if anything was gone. After searching and putting everything back, Rita closed the box, and looked at Chris.
"What? Was anything missing?" Chris asked impatiently.
"Chris, you know that pin you gave about two years ago?" Rita asked.
"You mean that guardian angel pin. That perp stole it! What would he want with a pin?" Chris said with anger.
"Chris, wait a minute. I don't think it was stolen."
"What do you mean?"
"Chris, did you ever tell Julie about the pin?"
"Yeah, I think did. Why?"
"Thinking how Julie is, I think she took it."
"Why would she have it?"
"Because she is your daughter , Chris. And we're going to find her."
Julia slowly opens her eyes to find herself in what looked to be a rusty old warehouse. She smelled smoke, as if someone was smoking a cigarette. She tried to move her hands but the were bonded be behind the chair. She coughed, the smoke getting to her. The man from across the room looked back and started to come towards her. She finally gets her first look at her kidnapper. He had the face of a crazed man, and he looked like if he hasn't shaved in a long time.
"So you finally wake up. You teens are too lazy." He said, leaning over and blowing some smoke in her face. Julie held her breath for long as possible.
"Who are you? And what do you want with me?"
"Who am I? I'm an old friend of your parents, and I want to make their lives miserable as possible."
"If you're such a friend, why are you doing this to them?"
"Because your moron father took my girlfriend."
"That isn't possible. My dad is married. And he isn't to a moron."
"I know that he's married. You are just like your father. See here princess, your step-mom was my girlfriend. But she couldn't give her heart to me because of your father."
"Don't call her that."
"What? Step-mom? See I know all about you and you family. I know you were a mistake."
"No, you are a mistake. I don't know what my mother ever saw in you. You are a pompous jerk, who only cares about hurting other people and messing up their lives." Julie said, spitting in his face.
He wiped the spit of his face, and grabbed her neck with one hand.
"I would never hurt, Rita."
"But you are doing it now, mister. She loves me if I was her own. You're hurting my mom as much as you're hurting my father."
"But I know I'm hurting you father much, much more. And their isn't a damn thing you can do about." He said, he walked away, laughing. Julie felt tears running down her face. She looked down, and on the bottom of her shirt she noticed the guardian angel pin she had put on before she was knocked by this guy. She closed her eyes and prayed that her guardian angel would preside over her as it is presiding over her dad.
Rita got off the phone, walked over to Chris, tears stemming down her eyes. "Chris, I just off the phone with Cap, and he said they found Julie. She's...she's dead." She said Chris fell to the floor and yelled "Nooooooooo!"
Chris woke up, breathing heavily, noticing is was a nightmare. He got up, making sure he didn't wake up Rita. He walked down the hall and into Julie's room. The PBPD already finished searching the house for clues and now they can go in and out without any problems. He turn don the light and looked around. The room was neat and tidy, the bed was made. 'If Julie was here, this place would look like a tornado hit the place' Chris thought. He walked to the desk and sat in the chair. He picked up one the picture frames and looked at it thoroughly. It was a picture of Chris, Rita, Julie and the twins. Chris dropped the glass frame on the floor and put his face in hands. He slowly started to cry, when Rita came into, tying the straps to her robe. She ran to Chris, and kneeled down in front off him.
"What's wrong, Chris?"
"I've been a bad father. Only three months and a bad father already." Chris said as he looked up to Rita.
"Chris, you're the best father I know. What makes you think you're a bad father?"
"I wasn't responsible enough. I mean, what if we don't find Julie? What if she's dea--"
"Chris, stop acting this way, and act like the man I married. We ARE going to find Julia. It's just going to take time."
"And time is running out. It's getting to the point where there is no time left."
"Chris, things will turn out okay. Come on, let's go to sleep. We need our rest so we could find this guy." Rita grabbed his hand and walked with him to the bedroom. Chris couldn't sleep for the rest of the night.
In the morning, Rita arrived at the PBPD. She let Chris stay home because he didn't get much sleep. He found Harry, Tom and Cassy all in Harry's office. Harry looked up as Rita walked in. "Good Morning, Rita. How are you holding up this morning?" Harry asked.
"I'm okay. Not than any of this is okay, but I'm okay. It's Chris who I am worried about. He hardly slept last night. I decided to let him stay. It's all right with you, Cap?"
"Yeah, that's fine, Rita. Chris hasn't been himself lately."
"So what do you have on the evidence you found in the house?"
"Not Much." Cassy said. "We found some short strands of light brown hair and some blood on the floor, which is still being analyzed."
"Light brown? That isn't Julie's because her hair color is a dark brown." Rita said
"That means the suspect's hair is a light brown." Tom said.
"Rita, can you think of anyone who would do this?" Harry asked, walking around his desk.
"I don't know, Cap. People Chris and I put away, people with a vengeance. There's a lot of people who have some thing against us."
"Well, let's start narrowing down the list." Everybody got up. "Oh, Rita. Did you leave the
twins with Fran?"
"Oh, yes. Thank you so much. This really is helping us."
"No problem. Frannie loves taking care of them."
A few hours later, Rita closed another file. She picked up the phone and dialed a phone number. She listened for a voice, but no one answer the phone. She hung up the phone in slight anger. Harry walked over, noticing what had happen. "What's wrong, Rita?"
"Chris doesn't seem to be answering the phone. I've called three times, but he doesn't answer. I'm starting to get worried, Cap."
"Rita, you should be worried. Like I've said, Chris hasn't been himself for the past few days. Rita, I think you should go see what Chris is doing."
"I think I should, Cap." Rita got up, grabbed her keys, and left the PBPD.
When Rita arrived at the house, all she heard was loud punching. Rita shook her head as she closed the door. Chris always released his pressure on the punching bag. She walked toward the backyard of the house, she noticed Chris beating the bag up like it were a real person. "Chris." Rita called. He didn't turn back. "Chris!" Rita called a little louder. Chris
kept on punching. "Christopher!" Rita yelled.
"What?"
"Chris, what are you doing?"
"I'm practicing."
"For what?"
"For when I find the guy who did this to us. He's going to wish he never messed with Chris Lorenzo."
"Chris, this is not you. See, the man I married would try to find the guy, instead of beating a bag up."
"Well, I'm sorry, Rita. But when my daughter is kidnapped by some lunatic, I'm going to get some revenge."
"Violence isn't the answer, Chris. Julie wouldn't want you like that. Neither do I. Chris you're got to be strong, or we won't be able to go through this. Look, I'm going look up some people that are probable suspects. You should think about what I said."
Rita left the house. Chris just stood there, absorbing what she said. After a few seconds, he ran upstairs.
When Rita arrived back at the PBPD, she found Chris looking at some files.
"Chris, what are you doing here?" Rita said when she got to his desk.
Chris looked up, and stood up. "I thought about what you said, and decided to do something. Rita, I'm sorry that I acted like a jerk."
"Chris, you are not a jerk. You are just a very angry father. It's typical." Rita said, as she leaned toward and kissed him. "So what do have?"
"Well, I was looking at files of old cases. Looking through those files made me think. What if it wasn't someone we put away. "What do you mean?" Rita asked with some confusion. "What I mean is, what if it was an ex lover or ex friend who took Julie. Maybe the perp is trying to trick us."
Just then Cassy came handing them a file. "What's this?" Rita asked.
"The blood from your house. Julie's A positive, right?" Cassy asked. "Yea, like Chris and I. What blood type was found?"
"AB negative. Do you know anyone of that type?"
"Maybe." Rita said simply. She went to the computer and typed something.
"Rita, what are you doing?" Chris said, as he looked over her shoulder.
"Chris, you know that thing you said about the kidnapper being an ex-lover." Chris nodded his head. Soon on the screen was the file of Eric Russell. "Eric?" Chris asked.
"Uh, yea, I remembered he was an AB negative. Wow, look at this. He's been arrested for several things."
"And his last know address is in Fort Lauderdale. I think that's close enough to look for him, don't you think, Sam?"
"Yep. Let's go talk to, Cap."
Julie looked around the room. She was hungry and thirsty, and was tired. She wanted to change out of her clothes and be at home. She wanted to be with her family. The man that had kept her away from them was drinking. Again. He usually passed out at night. Julie moved the chair she was in back towards the wall. One night she got close enough to a sharp object. She tried to cut the bond, but cut herself. She tried again, and this time she got her hands free. She got up from the chair, and grabbed a pipe that was laying on the floor. She found him drinking and writing something. She lifted the pipe and knocked him on the head. She dropped the pipe and ran out of the warehouse as fast as she could. She saw a truck pass by. It's back was open and Julie got on it. She breathed a sigh a relief.
'Maybe this nightmare is over' she thought.
Julie woke up and it was still dark. Not knowing where the truck was going, she got off. As she jumped off, she felt a shot of pain when she landed. Her ankle was throbbing, and she couldn't walk. It was cold and she was hungry. She passed out on the cold road, hoping someone would find her.
A man driving down the road, found a figure on the road. At first he thought it was a dead animal, but then as he got closer, he noticed it was a girl laying there. He stopped and got out of his car. He check to she if she was still breathing. She was, but she cold. He carried her into the car and drove her to the nearest hospital.
Well That's Part Two. Hoped you liked it. Part Three should be good, don't ya think. Who found Julie? Maybe another person from the past. And I hope you know who took Julie, right? If you don't, read it again, you might get a clue.
Disclaimer- You know the drill. Chris, Rita, Tom, Cassy, Harry, Fran, and Eric belong to Usa Network and the rest of those folks. The twins(who, I promise, will be talked about more) and Julia are mine.