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CHAPTER 3

Nicky who was trying to keep Sean occupied decided to play detective herself and see if Jack had told Sean anything that could give them a clue to were her cousin could be.

Meanwhile at the station, Danny had to be nearly super glued to the chair when Jamie brought in the file for the bus driver that he had obtained through City Hall. It gave his job details and the address of the depot were he should be booking his bus back in.

Danny was ready to head straight over there but Frank refused to let Danny have anything to do with speaking to the driver. He told him "This is not yet a police investigation and till such times you will obey me Danny, go home, see your wife and wait to see if Jack turns up." As Danny tried to protest, Frank escorted him out of the office and walked with him to his car. "Son I know what you are going through but you can't be here, the best people are out looking for Jack, Linda needs you, go home son, I'll call you the minute I know anything, you know that don't you?"

Danny got in his car and drove around the parks and playground in the area, speaking to Linda on his cell the whole time. After about thirty minutes Erin rang Danny back and said Linda was really struggling to keep it together and she thought it best that Danny be with her so Danny headed home to try to offer his wife support.

As he walked into the house Linda totally broke down as if she'd held it in until she saw Danny and then she knew it was real. "Oh God Danny where is he, where is our baby?" Danny couldn't bear to see Linda in this state and broke down too. They just clung to one another, sobs breaking the otherwise silent house.

Henry, never one to take notice of his son, had been out since he was told Jack had gone missing. He had tried the parks and arcades and all the places he could think of that he had taken Jack and Sean but he hit a blank on all of them. He couldn't bear to be in the house alone with his thoughts of what could have happened to Jack so he decided to head over to his grandson's house and see what use he could be to him.

Henry had always loved Danny his grandson, not more than his other grandchildren but he had always seemed to spend more time with Danny who was very much cut from the same cloth as Henry. Upon entering Danny's house from the back door, his heart was broken by the sight he met. Danny was sitting at the kitchen table. He looked like he had aged twenty years in two hours.

As Henry stepped through the door, Danny rose from his seat and hugged his grandfather, causing both men to break down. "Come on now Danny, you have got to hold it together for Linda and Sean. Think Danny, what has he been doing the last week, has he got a new friend at school, has he been on that face text thing?"

Danny forced a small smile. "Its Face book pops and no, he isn't allowed on it. He has been busting my chops to let him have a cell phone, only yesterday he was pestering me to get him one, Jesus Pops, if I had got him one we wouldn't be sitting here now. I could have rang him & found out where he was. I swear, when we get him back I'll get him two of the damn things in case he loses one!" Danny's voice breaks. "Pops, what am I gonna do if this doesn't turn out right?"

Henry placed an arm on Danny. "Come on son, he's coming back, he has got to!" The telephone stopped them all from speaking any further and Linda rushed to Danny's side as he answered his cell phone. "Its Jamie," he told them. "Yeah kid, what is it?"

"Danny, can you and Linda come down to the station?" Danny had to hold onto the table to keep himself from falling over. "Why kid, what's up?"

Jamie advised Danny they hadn't located Jack but the bus driver was making a statement and Jamie wanted them down at the station to see if they could piece together what the driver had told them, with any other bits of information. "It's just routine. Tell Linda we are looking for Jack. Every officer in the city is out there."

Danny hung up and told Linda they needed to go to the station to help check statements. Erin and Henry stayed with Sean and Nicky as Danny helped Linda into the car and drove to the station.

When they got there, Frank was waiting for them. He wouldn't let Danny into the interview room, making him sit in the relative's room. He told Linda it was just routine, but speaking to Jackie, he made it clear he wanted Danny nowhere near the driver. "God forbid Jackie, but if this does turn into an enquiry I don't want to have to let this guy walk because Danny has half killed him, do you get what I am saying?"

Jackie nodded her head. She too was worried how Danny would cope with the situation he now found himself in. He was always used to being at the hub of an enquiry and now he was being forced to sit in a room and leave finding his precious son to the rest of the force. This was going to be tough for Danny to take, probably unbearable.

Frank was called away from his discussion with Jackie by another office who had gone to take a statement from the bus driver. "Sir," the officer addressed Frank, "The driver…he is asking for you, he knew you were Jacks grandfather and is asking to speak to you personally. He also asked how Jacks parents are."

Franks heart sank as he was told this information. This put a whole new slant on things. Was this guy out to get back at Frank? Had he taken Jack to hurt Frank or Danny? Was this a vendetta for a case they had worked on in the past?

As Frank headed for the interview room, he instructed the officer to keep this information from anyone, especially Danny and Linda. "I want this information to remain confidential until I have spoken to the guy, do you understand?" The officer nodded. "Yes Sir."

Frank opened the door to the room and felt his heart was echoing around the four walls, it felt to be beating that loud.

The bus driver was sitting at the interview table, his head in his hands. He looked up as Frank began to walk into the room. "Frank…" the driver said, his voice trembling.

Frank looked at the man, trying not to let the horror he felt inside show on this face. "You asked to speak to me, what for, its not usual in a case of a missing child for a potential witness to speak to the Police Commissioner, so what is it that you want?"

"Frank, don't you remember me?" Frank was beginning to get more agitated now and started to fear for Jacks safety. "Look, I don't know you, what is it you want? His voice was starting to show his nerves. "Frank, it's me John…" the driver said. "John Simpson."

Frank couldn't believe what he had just heard. "John as in Linda's…?"

Frank takes a seat opposite John and tries to process the information he has just received. John continues. "I'm so sorry Frank, I didn't mean to cause any bother." Frank, now with his emotions more in check, continues. "John, what are you doing driving buses, what's going on, I don't understand?"

"It was the only way I could think of to see my daughter and grandchildren, after Linda stopped bringing the boys over when they were younger." Frank puts down his glasses on the table and rubs his eyes while Linda's father continues. "I took the job with the bus company at the boys school, as I thought at least this way I get to see them, even if they don't know who I am. I get to see them play sport, see them in their Christmas plays and stuff. Things you probably take for granted as a grandfather. This was stuff I would have missed out on and I just couldn't do that. I had to see them grow up, even if they think I'm just the bus guy who gives them candy once in a while."

Frank is touched to see the lengths John went to for his grandchildren but before he can say anything in reply, John breaks down. "But now Jack is missing and while you guys could have been out looking for him, you have been wasting time on me and now he could be anywhere with anyone and I'll never forgive myself, if my selfishness to see them has put my own grandson in danger."

Frank stands up from the table and offers John his hand. "John, if the shoe were on the other foot I would have done the same. I have been blessed to see them grow up and I can understand why you wanted to share in that too. But I am going to have to tell Linda and Danny who you are. Jack is still missing and we need to let them know you are not part of the investigation and then concentrate on other leads to find him and bring him home safe."

Frank heads to the relatives room, not sure what to say to break the news to Linda. As he steps inside his face is enough to fill Danny and Linda with fear. "Oh my God, Frank, no please…." Linda screams. Danny, fearing his worst nightmare has come true, can no longer hold his emotion in and is physically sick in the bin next to his chair. "Danny, Linda no…." Frank tries to calm them. "We haven't got any more news on Jack," he tries to make himself heard over the sobs of Linda. "It's the bus driver Linda, he is your father."

Linda cannot process what's being said to her and looks at Danny. "It's John?" Danny says, relief filling him, that Jack had not been snatched by some monster. "But what is he doing at the kids school?"

Frank talks Linda and Danny through what John had just told him and how John needed to still be able to see the boys and both Linda and Danny are touched at the lengths he has gone to, all these years to stay in contact. Linda asks Frank to take her to her dad as Danny goes to get a glass of water and clean himself up after being sick.