Chapter 5 - EYN Squad

Natalie Hardy sat slumped on the sofa as she watched her younger siblings Sophie and Jenni play with their dolls. She was deep in thought, and her thoughts were of Sam. Usually when either of them was hurt or missing, the other twin could feel the fright or pain. This time, however, Natalie felt nothing. She was terrified. Sam could be hurt or worse and they wouldn't know about it.

Wiping away a stray tear she noticed that her dad was watching her from a corner. Seeing her looking at him, he walked over to her and pulled her tight against his chest this was all Natalie needed before she started sobbing.

About half an hour later she looked up into her father's soulful brown eyes and whispered "I can't feel anything, Daddy."

Frank smiled sadly and replied "Don't worry. Just because you can't feel anything doesn't mean anything has happened to Sam."

"I hope you're right"

"I know I am right"

After holding Natalie until she fell asleep, Frank gently laid her down on the couch and walked into his father's office. He collapsed into a chair and shared his frustrations with his father. "I had hoped we'd be able to solve this somehow on our own, but Dad, after three days, I think it's time to get the police involved."

"I now how you feel son," Fenton sighed, "and I agree. The police are our next best plan of action; we aren't getting anywhere on our own, and we need the help"

"I know," Frank agreed "I just wish he had listened to me when I told him not to go out alone. He promised me"

"We can't dwell on the 'what if's' Frank, but I agree with you, he should have listened to you and I doubt he will make that mistake again."

"He better not" Frank smiled slightly as he thought about his son; he really was a mini replica of Joe. He sighed again, thirteen years since he had last seen his younger brother - it had gotten easier but it still hurt. "I'll head to the police station then."

"What do you mean, you can't do anything, he's been missing for seventy-two hours, with no phone call!" Frank yelled. It had been three days since Sam hadn't returned from his friend's house. Frank and Callie were beside themselves with worry.

Since Chief Collig had retired and Con Riley had transferred to Colorado, the Bayport police force had changed. The officers weren't as friendly and certainly weren't as easy to work with. Frank and his father had absolutely no leads. Frank was exhausted and frantic. If he couldn't get the police to help, he would have to try something that he never dreamed he'd do.

Frank pulled into his parents' driveway and upon learning his father had nothing to add to the investigation, he went into the study and closed the door. Frank dialed the number he'd secretly carried in his wallet for the past twelve years..."

Frank took a deep breath as a pleasant female voice came over the line,

"Good morning, EYN, please state your name and emergency."