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Chapter 6

Nick pulled up to the Donnelly house and led all of his siblings up to the door, leaving Greg in the car. As soon as he reached the door, he saw a note taped to the door stating:

Gone on vacation to Miami. There is a spare key under the doormat.

Thanking the lord that they were not home, he opened the door and let them all file in. Before he walked in, David turned to Nick. "You gonna be alright?"

Nick nodded. David gave the okay signal in return and walked inside as Nick returned to the car. When he got in he turned and looked at Greg. "You ready for this Nick?" asked Greg.

Nick nodded and slowly pulled onto the street. "So, where should we start?" asked Greg.

Nick heaved a sigh. He knew where they should start, but was worried about how Greg would take it. "Where does your dad live?"

"Why do you care?"

"Well, if you are…in fact Danny…maybe your dad is the boss who ordered the kidnappings."

Shaking his head, Greg let out a groan. "To tell you the truth, I lost track of him in San Francisco. You see, my mom and dad divorced and he moved off somewhere."

"Well, why don't we check the phonebook and see if he lives in Dallas."

Nick pulled over to a payphone and grabbed the phonebook, immediately flipping to the S's. "Let's see…Salem, Samson…Sanders! What's your dad's first name?"

"Thomas."

"Found it! Thomas lives at 412 Briar Way NE. Let's go."

Nick put the phonebook back and quickly headed off towards the address. "So Nick, do you want both of us to go in or just you, or just me?" asked Greg.

"Why don't we both go in…together?"

Greg agreed as Nick drove up to the Thomas Sanders home. As soon as the car was in park, Nick turned and looked at Greg. "Are you gonna be okay?"

"Yeah," said Greg as he led Nick up to the door. The one story house looked peaceful…for what it was worth. Slowly, Greg raised his hand and knocked on the door. An elderly man opened the door. "Greg? Is that you?"

"Hey dad," smiled Greg.

Thomas gave Greg a huge hug and led the two inside. "So, what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"

"Actually, Mr. Sanders, we wanted to ask you a couple questions."

"Alright, Mr…"

"Stokes, Nick Stokes. So, Mr. Sanders, did you know a Chad Jacobs?"

"Yeah, he used to work for me a while back in human relations, why?"

"Well, he's being charged for the kidnapping of 6 children and the murder of 2 people. Mr. Sanders, do you have Greg's birth certificate?"

"I don't see how that is any of your God damn business."

"It's our business because he fits the profile of a child that was kidnapped by Chad is still missing!" yelled Nick.

"Nick, calm down. Dad, what did Chad actually do for you?"

"He was a messenger."

"Do you mind if we look around?" asked Nick.

"Yes, I do. So if you want to look around, you're gonna need a damn warrant."

"Dad, just let us look around and clear up this mess, okay? It will make our job a hell of a lot easier."

"Are you sure Greg?"

Greg nodded. "Alright, go ahead."

Nick thanked him and headed down the hall. "Is he always a jackass?"

"Ever wonder why I don't talk about him?"

Nick couldn't help but smile. As they walked into the first room, Greg hard the voice again, "Danny…"

Greg shook it out of his head and walked into a room very unfamiliar to him. "I've never seen this room," he muttered.

The room was fairly small but a large cork board clung to the north wall. The board was covered with news clippings, most having to do with the Stokes family. Right in the center was a picture of a 4-year-old Greg. "You were one cute kid."

Greg snatched the picture off the clipboard. "Can we get…?"

"Wait, look!"

Greg looked over to what Nick was pointing at. It was a small newspaper clip with the headline reading "KID GETS KIDNAPPED." After taking a closer look, Greg read:

Just last night, 1-year-old Daniel Stokes, son of the famous Judge Joseph Stokes, was taken from his bedroom. It is believed that someone snuck in, went into Daniel's room, and ran off into the night. Around the neighborhood, neighbors ponder why something this bad has happened to such a nice family. "The Stokes have always been very kind to everyone. We're gonna do whatever we can to help," said an anonymous neighbor. All neighbors are advised to keep their doors locked and they are all praying for Daniel's safe return. If you see this child, please contact our hotline at 555-0271.

"Greg, doesn't this picture look familiar?"

"Ah…no."

"Let me see that picture of yours."

Shaking his head, Greg handed the picture over. Nick took it quickly and held it up to the clip. "Look at the hair, the eyes…the face! They're one in the same. Greg…you are Danny!"

"No, I'm not!"

"Greg…look at the evidence!"

"What evidence, Nick? The only evidence you have is a burn mark, a three year difference photos and your brother's word! Look, I'm sorry you lost your brother, but I'm not him," said Greg as he walked out the door.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm gonna get my stuff, book a flight to Vegas, and go home."

"Greg…"

"See you in Vegas." And with that, Greg left. As Nick shook his head, Greg walked in and said with a sigh, "Can I get a ride?"

TBC…

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