Found Art by Susan Page Davis

Author:Susan Page Davis [Davis, Susan Page]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Mystery & Detective, General, Christian, Suspense
ISBN: 9781683247500
Google: RvvmswEACAAJ
Amazon: 0997230886
Publisher: Tea Tin Press
Published: 2017-04-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Tuesday, Oct. 12

Four of my six students had definitely made contact with a youngster in Maine through chat rooms designated for young people.

“These chat rooms are supposed to be safe for kids,” Cheryl said in an injured tone. She had contacted a girl who had revealed her school, street, nickname, and classes.

“Thinking it’s safe makes them less wary,” I said. I gave Cheryl some pointers, and within twenty minutes she knew exactly where the girl lived.

“A man could hang out on the corner after school and watch for her,” she said woefully.

“My kid is in South Portland,” said Joey. “I’m sure of it. It’s a boy, unless it’s a girl masquerading as a boy. He described the place he and his friends go for snacks after school. It’s within two blocks of his elementary school. I could find it.”

“You want to go out there this afternoon?” I asked. “Call South Portland P.D. first if you do, just a courtesy.”

“What do I do when I find him?” Joey asked.

“Don’t approach him. Go for the parents, if they’re around. Tell them how easy it was for you. Let them take it from there.”

He nodded. “I’ll ask Ron if I can do that today. These kids are starting to worry me. They’re so vulnerable.”

Nate said, “I called the principal in Winslow this morning. He said there are two Melissas on the soccer team, but when I told him she hates her red hair, he immediately knew who it was. He’s got a female guidance counselor. He thought she might be the appropriate person to talk to Melissa, and he’ll call her parents. He’ll also talk to the students as a group, without mentioning her, and tell them how dangerous it is to give out personal information over the computer or the phone or anything like that.”

“Good job, Nate,” I said. “I have another assignment for you.”

“More homework? My wife will love this.”

“It’s something I think you’ll find worthwhile. I want you to write an essay about this assignment. I talked to the commissioner of education this morning. The department of ed will print it and send it to every school principal in the state. If they want, they can copy it and send it home to the parents. You can reach thousands of families with it, and alert school administrators and faculty all over Maine.”

Nate looked pleased, and I felt good about it. His reports were always lucid and direct. He might soon be in demand to speak at schools and parent groups. I knew the managing editor at the Portland Press Herald, and I thought he would publish the essay as well, but I didn’t tell Nate that yet.

“How do we reel in the pedophiles?” asked Emily.

“You tell me,” I said.

“Pose as a kid?”

“That’s what you’d have to do. Go into the chat room with a new screen name and see who contacts you. They’ll ask questions, and eventually ask you to e-mail them. Then they can send you private messages, which, believe me, can get pretty disgusting.

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