Gone

Michael was glad he was almost home; a bouquet of roses was in one hand as he got out of his car and juggled with the keys as he walked toward the stairs to the apartment. It was their anniversary. They had been married two years. It seemed like only yesterday he proposed.

Seeing Angela's car sitting in the parking lot he started to get that nagging feeling again that something wasn't right. He had been having it all day, but after calling the house and talking to Angela, he felt a little bit better. Shaking his head he turned his attention towards his surroundings. It was unusually quiet, considering that the neighborhood kids could normally be heard from the park just behind the building. Michael could almost picture him and Angela taking their child to the park.

All of a sudden something at the end of the stairs caught his eye. It was glistening in the late afternoon sun. Stepping a little closer he couldn't help but gasp, it was a small drop of blood. His mind started getting into overload, thinking of every possibility that could have happened to Angela and the baby. With the flowers still in one hand, but a gun in the other by now, slowly he made his way up the creaky stairs...

When he came closer to the door of their apartment, he suddenly tensed. It was open… Angela never left the door open. With the flowers still in his hand he slowly opened the door.

"Ang! You in here?" he yelled, not getting an answer. He slowly went through the apartment, but he found nothing. When he reached the beginning of the hallway a weird smell hit his nose. One he knew too well, but never hoped to smell in this house. It was the smell of blood, and it filled the entire hallway. Turning towards the master bedroom Michael said a small prayer, praying his wife was alright.

When he reached the bedroom and saw the door or at least the remains of it, the door had been busted in half; and when Michael saw what appeared to be bullet holes in the door, he felt his knees go weak. Clothes were thrown across the room, chairs were overturned. Overall it looked like there had been a fight in there. Looking in the corner Michael saw the necklace he had given Angela on their wedding night; it was a small heart shaped necklace with their names on the front and the date of their wedding on the back. Michael had planned on surprising Angela with a charm, which was shaped like a child and had a small gold bar where the baby's name and birth date could be engraved on it, that Angela could where on the necklace. Next to the necklace was Angela's wedding rings and
a pool of blood.

Michael quickly went to the phone in the kitchen and called Angela's cell phone. After getting her voice mail he called Walker's cell phone.

"Walker."

"Walker, its Michael you haven't heard from Angela have you?" Michael asked hoping that Walker would have.

"No, why?"

"Because Angela's gone," he said panicking.

"What do you mean Angela's gone?" Walker questioned his son-in-law.

"I came home today and Angela wasn't here, and I found splatters of blood." Michael said to let Walker know the severity of the situation.

"All right I am having the techs go and examine the apartment."

Trivette looked over at Walker wondering what was going on.

Walker put his phone away and turned to Trivette, "Angela's missing."
"Michael is going to meet us at headquarters we are going to find out what's happening, and why," he started dialing to get a team over to Michael's apartment