A/N: okay, here's what's taking place with rick while chrissy was being driven to the warehouse.
Rick's POV
Chapter 11
We pulled up in front of the house at about eight p.m. There were no lights on inside and no vehicles in the driveway.
"Thomas, I don't think anyone's there." commented TC.
"Maybe not, but we have to check it out."
We got out of TC's van, and headed for the only entrance.
Thomas carefully tried turning the doorknob, and to our genuine surprise, the door opened.
We all had our guns at the ready as we walked through the door.
I quickly found a light switch, and soon the room was bathed in light.
We glanced around the small room, and upon finding on one, TC and I headed off to search the rest of the house. Thomas stayed behind to search for possible clues.
Neither of us found anything, or anyone, so we headed back to Thomas.
"I think I've found something." Thomas exclaimed as we walked into the room.
"What?" TC and I asked in unison.
"It might be nothing, but take a look at this newspaper article."
"What does some company shutting down have to do with this?" TC inquired.
"Pete and Joe worked for that company."
"And, if you read further, you'll find that the storage warehouse that the company used was completely abandoned." Thomas added.
"Do you think they brought Chrissy there?" I asked.
"I can't be sure, but it's the only lead we've got."
I'm not much of a praying man, but on our way to the warehouse, I prayed long and hard that we would find my little girl, and that she would be alright.
A/N: okay, sorry if the whole newspaper article thing doesn't make much sense, i had a hard time thinking up some way to get them to that warehouse.
