Em laughed to himself and turned down the next street. He normally didn't pay too much attention to what was going on, but his eyes caught sight of a brown topped boy getting pushed away from a store owner. The boy began to walk away dejectedly, and Em walked up to him,
"Hey, Are you alright?"
The othere boy shrugged, "I guess."
"Been here long? In the city?"
"Not really."
"What brings you here?"
"Looking for someone."
"So, you're here for the long term?"
"What?"
"Oh, it's just New York...big city, lots of people. It's gonna take you a while to find one person."
"Yeah. I know...I'm just hoping."
"Well, I don't know if I can help, but who are you looking for?"
The boy reached into his pocket and pulled out a picture of Brooke and him about a week before she disappearped.
Em took the picture. He couldn't believe it.
"You're Jake aren't you?"
The shock registered in the other boy's eyes. "How do you know..."
"I'm a friend. Come on follow me."
Jake followed the black haired boy eagerly through the city and they arrived at the very worn down Ryder community center.
"Look," Em stopped Jake right in front of the room the group met. "She's in here, but I think it would be best if you waited here; a lot has happened, okay?"
"But..."
"You can wait one more hour."
"Fine." Jake relunctantly consented.