Booth had never been more scared in his life and all he wanted to do then was track down that sick so of a bitch and kill him. How dare he take my daughter! After returing from questioning the teacher. he decided to go numb his worries a bit and go check on Cam. A sketch artist had the teacher, Mrs. Kivvy, describe the man. Soon the picture was out to newspapers and newstations everywhere. he decided to go numb his worries a bit and go check on Cam.
Entering her small but confortable room in the recovery hall, I noticed she was softly sitting up reading one of those celeberty gossip magazines. "Hey Cam, I brought you some flowers." I had told her.
"Thanks," she said, wearily. "Any luck on Michelle?"
"She's safe Cam. She's in Angela's office, now, recooperating." i said, as the worries fled off Cam's face and a sigh of relief came in.
"That's great," Cam sighed. "Have you identified the vic?"
"no," I said. "Cam... Christine's been kidnapped." I said this as my voice started to crack, like a window, into a million peices.
Angela did the facial reconstuction and found out that our vic was a Nancy Weathers, who had been missing for two weeks then.
Me and Bones decided to go talk to the family, since we, too could sorta feel thier pain.
We had walked to thier front door, and it had been open. We called them, but no one came. I drawed my gun and told Bones to stay behind. When we walked into the house and saw the family dead in the living room. Blood was everywhere. on the wall, painted in blood was: THIS IS GONNA HAPPEN TO YOU
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