Chapter 2

A call came to the central, a young and weak voice, to say the least afraid said -: Good morning, this is the police right ?!

A group of friends and I were exploring an abandoned house and we opened the cellar, among the rubble we saw a hand, thinking it was another boy we pulled out what turned out to be a girl's body, we're afraid!

Angela was shaken, sweat dripped from her forehead in those hot August days, she was working too much, she replied-: ok, calm down, where are you?

The boy was whispering something to his group and then said: we are at 1545 Alex Road!

Angela turned to Brian and said: -

Brian we have a 10-60 at 1545 Alex Road, send the scentifica and a coroner. Quickly. Angela turned to the receiver, we're on our way, stay calm.

The boy, relieved, replied-: thank you.

Attack.

Angela grabbed some gloves and a face mask, a couple of science bags and got out of the car. She nodded to Brian and immediately he got up and followed her out to the station parking lot. They opened the cockpit and I lit it on the way to the crime scene.

Mark Murphy was 58, he was a stout man, he worked at the police station as a coroner.

His aide, Ian Suarez, was 30 years old and was a trainee.

Apparently he had or received a Jane Doe *

They opened it as a textbook and then put his body inside the cell on the wall.

Mark said, turning to Ian: - yet another Jane Doe, but we should be able to identify her with what we have collected.

Ian replied: -ok Doc then we're done for today?

Mark replied snorting-: slacker, yes we're done, you can go home!

Ian then smiled and left the room ...

Gloria tripped over a root, but nevertheless she continued undaunted to call her daughter, raised her head and saw a figure, she rubbed her eyes and the figure was gone, probably her imagination, she thought, then got up and started again. to run.

The forest was overrun by crows and owls, in the center of it stood a thousand-year-old oak, Evelyn loved it, I have to find it!

Thought Gloria, who was now crying.

Someone called the station, it was a boy: Diego Harris, he was 30 years old.

-:Ready? My name is Diego, I saw the papers regarding the disappearance of that woman, I think ..... I think it's my Mother: Hannah Harris.

Angela hypothesized that if the boy was telling the truth whoever kidnapped the children did not stop there, as Diego, at his tender age, was kidnapped by what is still thought to be the same kidnapper of all children.

Angela consoled the boy with condolences.

Gloria stopped, she had lost all hope, so she called the police who promptly arrived on the spot in a few minutes.

Mark was cleaning the operating room when he heard a strange noise, put down the broom and turned to the door. It was 2 am and there was no one in the police station. He thought he had imagined it and continued to clean. He hurried because he wanted to go home as soon as possible. Another noise made itself known. Now Mark was a little uneasy but he let it go. He told himself who would it hurt if the room wasn't completely clean. With this thought he put down the broom again and left the room, walked up the stairs to the ground floor, he was at least 2.

The elevator was out of order and that made him a little nervous. When he reached the station hall he took his things from the locker and went out. He headed for his car, a White Model 3 Tesla. He set it in motion and headed for his house.