Charity by Briscoe Laramie

Author:Briscoe, Laramie [Briscoe, Laramie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Laramie Briscoe Books
Published: 2020-01-31T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Never in my life have I been more thankful for Rooster. Being an ex-law enforcement officer. He seems to know exactly what to do. While I'm trying my best not to lose my shit, he's already on the phone. I'm not sure who he's talking to, and right now, I don't care.

My gaze goes this way and that, trying to figure out not only where the hell they could have taken her, but also how? Harley is my girl who will argue the sky is green; she makes a ton of noise even when she's not being threatened. The fact she didn't make any? Worries the fuck out of me. My head is pounding as I try to remember what the hell she had on. Why can't I remember what she was wearing?

“Mom?” It’s Justice. She’s come back from the bathroom.

Blankly I stare at the phone I’m gripping in my hand. I forgot to check for her texts. I’m winning at parenting today, obviously.

“Have you seen your sister?” I grab her by the forearms. “Coming back, did you see Harley?”

Her eyes go wide. “You’re hurting me,” she flinches away.

“Baby, I’m so sorry!” Tears are coming again.

Rooster kneels in front of her. "This is super important, Jus. Have you seen Harley?"

“No!” She shakes her head. “What’s happening?”

"We can't find her," I somehow manage to push the words out of my thick throat.

“Like what happened to her, happened to me?”

Rooster again. "We don't know that we're looking for her. What was she wearing?" He asks Justice.

My other daughter gives a full description of what her sister wore. How she can remember it and I can’t, I don’t know. Rooster barks the clothing to someone, and then I hear it come over the intercom.

"Attention customers, be on the lookout for a female child, approximately ten years old, wearing blue jeans with rips in the knees, a black Harley-Davidson shirt, blonde hair, and blue eyes. She's also wearing a leather bracelet that says twin on it. Until this child is found, the store will be on lockdown until the police have cleared it.”

Hearing those words takes me back. Back to the place I was when Justice was taken. I feel the same stomach-dropping fear, the realization that this has happened on my watch again.

“Mom!”

I hear the scared voice of Harley. There are tears in her voice, and immediately I'm ready to kill anyone who hurt her. I wasn't able to do that with Justice, but for Harley, I can. "Who hurt you?" I run to her, throwing my arms around her.

“No one,” she cries. “No one hurt me.”

That’s when I see it, the Starbucks drink in her hand.

“You left me to go get Starbucks?” I can’t believe this.

“I’m sorry!”

There are huge tears running down her face, so hard that she's starting to breathe heavily. I don't know what to say. How do I even react to this? On the one hand, I'm so happy she's not been taken, she's not hurt. On the other, I'm extremely angry.

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