AN: I will be out of commission for the next few days and unable to post. Many many apologies.
They arrived at the hospital too late.
Bobby and Lester were there with Junior's parents and the small shake of Bobby's head told Ranger that Junior did not survive the attack.
He needed to speak to them, to offer condolences and make sure they knew he would find whoever did this but he turned and fled the room. It was his fault they would now have to bury their son and he couldn't handle the devastation flooding their eyes knowing he was the cause of it.
Tank was on his heels as he pushed outside. He needed to run, he needed to hit something he needed to cry, but Ranger did none of those things. He stood in the parking lot staring at the rising sun and pondered how it could still shine when Junior was dead, when Stephanie was...
"You need to get back in there," Tank spoke quietly at his back. "His family..."
"I know," Ranger cut him off. "I just need a minute."
But that minute was not to be as Hector and Zip appeared, seemingly from nowhere.
They were the two best trackers he had ever known and if they couldn't help find her, no one could.
