the Abduction (1998) by Grippando James

Author:Grippando, James [James, Grippando,]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-01-04T18:05:59.468000+00:00

"Forget it. He's not coming inside." The doorbell rang. Tanya didn't flinch. Natalie looked anxiously toward the living room, then back a t her daughter.

"Tanya, please. Do this for me." An FBI agent stepped into the kitchen.

"Ms. Howe, it's your father. Would you like me to let him in?" Tany a struggled to say no, but she couldn't get past her mother's paine d expression. She sighed with frustration.

"All right. Fine. He can come in."

"Thank you," said Natalie. She rose from the table and scurried int o the living room. Tanya stared out the kitchen window as she waited, he r eyes clouding over as she looked toward the old swing set in th e backyard. She recalled how Kristen had needed a push from Mommy when i t first went up. Before long, Mommy was dead meat if she even suggeste d her baby was swinging too high and shouldn't be so daring. Kriste n hadn't used it much in the last few years, but Tanya had left it u p anyway. Part other had refused to accept that her daughter was growin g up--the same part that refused to believe she wasn't coming home.

"Hello, Tanya," said General Howe. His deep voice snatched her from he r memories. He stood alone in the doorway with his trench coat drape d over his forearm. Tanya's face showed no emotion.

"Hello." He took another half-step into the room and closed the pocke t door behind him.

"Mind if I sit down?" he said as he pulled up a chair at the table. Sh e voiced no objection. He laid his coat on the chair beside him, the n looked her in the eye from across the kitchen table.

"Tanya, I think you know why I'm here."

"Yes," she scoffed.

"Mom explained."

He nodded, seemingly pleased to be able to dispense with the groundwork.

"Good. I know it's a difficult subject for you, but I'd appreciate i t if you could just tell me whatever you know about it." Tanya winced wit h confusion.

"What are you talking about?"

"You know. This whole thing with the accident." Her face showed eve n more confusion.

"You did say your mother explained, didn't you?" he asked. She shoo k her head slowly, sensing that this meeting had been arranged under fals e pretenses. Anger was beginning to boil inside--not just at her father , but at her mother, too, for sandbagging her.

"Explain what?" He paused to organize his thoughts.

"Maybe I'd better back up a little. It's like I told your mother.

Sources tell me that the FBI is looking into the car accident tha t killed Mark Buckley." She shivered inside. It had been twelve year s since she'd even heard her father invoke the name of Kristen's father.

"Is that so?"

"I've come here because I think you might know something about all thi s sudden renewed interest."

"Why would I know anything?"

"I'm not accusing you of anything. I was just wondering, has anybod y come by to ask you any questions?"

"Maybe."

"Tanya, this is no time to be coy.

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