Steve's legs felt like lead as he followed Roman into Shane's house. The foyer was dark and quiet, so they headed into the library.
Inside the library, Steve saw that Simmons had set up a tray with coffee and sandwiches. He must have been expecting a crowd.
As Steve poured himself a cup of coffee, Roman went straight to the phone and called his office. Steve listened as Roman asked for information and then gave a series of one word responses to whatever he was hearing.
"Okay, it sounds like all the bases are covered." Roman rubbed a hand across his forehead. "I'm at Shane's house for now, so call me here if you find out anything more."
Roman had barely hung up the phone before Steve was beside him, asking, "What did Abe tell you?"
Roman shook his head. "Still nothing new. We've got roadblocks set up on all the main roads out of Salem and Brookville, and the airport has been contacted. There's nowhere for them go to if. . . ." Roman's voice drifted off as it he was unwilling to finish his thought.
If they are still in the area. Steve finished it for Roman. Whoever had taken Kayla and Kim had at least a two-hour head start, if not more. That gave them a lot of time to get out of Salem.
"Will somebody tell me what the hell is going on?" Steve whirled around at the sound of Bo's voice. Bo stomped into the room, staring at Roman and Steve. "I got a call from Ma that Kim and Kayla were missing and Andrew was hurt. Then I called the police and Abe told me you were here. So what the hell happened to our sisters?"
Steve glanced at Roman, who ran a hand over his face before responding. "Just take it easy, Bo. We don't know much more than what you do."
"What do you mean you don't know anything more?" Bo looked at Steve. "What's going on?"
Steve sighed. "Apparently Kim and Kayla decided to go on an impromptu shopping trip to Brookville this evening. They took Andrew and Mike with them. When they didn't show up at home later, Shane and I went looking for them." He took a deep breath, reliving the shock and fear at what they had found.
"And?" Bo prompted.
"And they found Kim's car wrecked - run off the side of the road with Mike's body next to it." Roman finished for Steve. "Kim and Kayla were gone, and Andrew was hiding in the woods."
"Ma said Andrew was hurt," Bo said quietly. "Is he okay?"
"I think he will be," Neil answered, walking into the room. "His temperature is coming up and his other vital signs are holding steady."
Steve let out a sigh of relief at that news. At least one tragedy appeared to have been averted tonight. With some luck, maybe there would be more good news coming.
"Is he awake yet?" Roman asked.
"Not yet," Neil replied. "And probably not for a while longer. His temperature is still below normal range and he's been through a lot tonight. It might be morning before he comes around."
Roman nodded tersely and Steve knew what he was thinking. Andrew was their best chance of finding out what had happened and who had taken Kim and Kayla. But he was also their nephew, and the first priority was making sure he was okay.
"Is Shane upstairs with Andrew?" Bo asked.
"Yes." Neil glanced towards the stairs. "I wouldn't count on him coming down until Andrew wakes up. He refuses to leave his side."
Steve could understand that, and knew Roman and Bo could as well. They had all faced situations where their children had been hurt or in peril, and nothing could have dragged them away. Andrew had to be Shane's priority for the time being.
The sharp ring of the phone broke the silence that had enveloped the room. It stopped after just two rings and, a second later, Simmons appeared in the doorway.
"There is a call for Commander Brady," he said formally. "From Detective Carver."
"Thanks." Roman quickly moved to the phone. "What do you have for me, Abe?"
Steve's heart sank as he saw Roman's shoulders sag at whatever Abe had told him. After a moment, Roman said, "Thanks, partner. Let me know if the lab finds anything else."
Roman hung up the phone and then turned back to Steve, Bo, and Neil. Out of the corner of his eye, Steve could see that Simmons was still waiting by the door. Even the ever-so-proper butler was looking for whatever information he could get.
"What did Abe say?" Bo finally broke the silence.
"The lab tested the blood found in the car." Roman looked at Steve. "It's definitely Kay's. The blood on the jacket found on the backseat is hers as well."
Steve willed himself to keep it together. You already knew that was her blood, he told himself. It doesn't mean anything.
"Anything else?" Steve asked gruffly.
"No." Roman leaned against the desk. He sounded tired. "The lab's still analyzing the debris from the crash site. They're trying to find anything that could identify the vehicle that ran Kim and Kayla off the road, but they haven't had any luck so far."
"So what do we do now?" Steve asked, beginning to pace.
"We wait." Roman shrugged his shoulders. "There's nothing else we can do without some kind of lead. I've got every man on the force out looking for the car or manning road blocks and the airport. Something has to break soon."
"What about the FBI?" Bo looked at Roman. "Can't they help?"
"Until there is evidence of a federal crime, they don't have any jurisdiction," Roman replied. "The local office has been notified and they are 'monitoring' the situation."
"Well isn't that just great." Steve snarled sarcastically. "My wife is missing and they don't have jurisdiction."
"Steve-" Roman started to say.
"Don't bother, Roman," Steve interrupted. "If you want to wait around here, that's fine. But I'm going to look for Kayla." Steve stared at Roman, daring him to try and stop him.
"Alright." Roman nodded. "But at least take Shane's car so we can stay in touch." He tossed the keys to Steve.
"I'm going with you," Bo said, zipping up his jacket.
Steve gave Bo a grateful look. Having Bo around might help keep Steve from going crazy. "Let's get going then." Steve walked toward the door with Bo right behind him. "Kayla and Kim are counting on us, and I don't plan on letting them down."