Mal remained still for a long time, keeping his eyes of the door. He could tell they stopped several times, Mal could tell when they stopped running over little imperfections in the road. Molly had woken up earlier when they ran over a speed bump, jerking with a start. She simply sat with Mal, almost shaking with anxiety and fear. He knew she had seen horrible things, but have never been in a situation like this. He knew she was hungry, thirsty and scared. The truck stopped, and Mal figured the driver must be making his nightly stop to rest. Suddenly the faint light if the moon, bright in the eyes of someone who lives in darkness for three days, blinded Molly and Mal. "Molly sweetie" called a voice "Daddy has a job for you".

Natara came into work, losing hope with every day Mal was missing. He had been gone for three days now, and Natara refused to say he was dead. It was on the third day when Amy came to her for her opinions for Mal's memorial. "Memorial?" she said when she approached her "What, like a funeral? Thats for dead people".
She had then given her a sympathetic look that Natara had come to loath from repeated encounters with the gaze. Natara's hands flew up to the metal of the little white-house around her neck, constantly warmed just above her heart. She had put the little charm on an old necklace chain, and often found herself holding it in her fingers when she was nervous. "Don't make any arrangements" said Natara "Unless it's a welcome home party, or something that will bring Mal home". She turned on heel, walking away from Amy, whom she knew was giving her another piteous gaze behind her back. She saw Ken, who she almost walked past before he grabbed her upper arm to stop her. "Natara, I just wanted to let you know we may have made a break in Mal's case."
Natara's heart stopped for a moment "What, what is it?" she said excitedly.
"A truck was stolen" he said.
"What does that have to do with anything?" she asked angrily.
"It was recently spotted, and man matching Maxwell Morgan's description was spotted getting has at a gas station. He was also spotted with a little girl and a man meeting Mal's description in Nevada, and he was walking into the woods with them.