Twisted

XV. Lost

Skye's P.O.V

"Hey, Sarah, do you remember Christopher? That guy I was dating? Well, you will never what." No, wait, scratch that. Try again, Skye, you can frame it better. "Sarah, Christopher owns a drug cartel! And arms and..." God, I'm hopeless.

I sigh, defeated, as I pace the hallway of the precinct, practicing my lines. "Hey Sarah, there are some very important things that I have to tell you, trust me." Now I just sound desperate, ugh!

"Sarah, Christopher isn't the good guy. He never has been... Oh shit, I'm so screwed." I face the wall and place my forehead on it.

"Hey Reid," Sarah's voice rings out and I immediately stand straighter. This is it. This is either make or break. I turn around to face her and plaster a small smile on my face.

"Hey, Sarah." I say, rather awkwardly.

"I heard you needed to tell me something?" She places the files she has in her hands on her desk and I go over to her. Her expression tells me to carry on but I feel my mouth get locked up.

"I... I..." Why can't the ground just swallow me up right now? "There was a..." I can't do this.

"Excuse me, are you miss Michaels?" A woman came up to us with a man behind her.

"Yes, how may I help you?" Sarah turns to face them and I let out a breath. I wasn't going to say it anyways. Which makes me a traitor, doesn't it? Someone to scared to rat a person out because... because of what? Love? Pfft, there is no way I could love someone like Christopher. Right? Right?!

"We have reason to believe our... daughter has been kidnapped." The woman's lower lip trembles and her husband places a hand on her shoulder.

"Please have a seat," Sarah motions for them to sit at her desk and I grab another chair for myself. The couple seem to be well off working people. Both of them in suits. The man an inch or two taller than her in a navy blue suit while the woman with blonde hair in a peach one with a pearl necklace.

"I'm Alison and this is my husband Tom Winters." Alison places her hand in his and he squeezes it for support.

"Our daughter," he says, "Audrey was taken from school at about 11am." He hands over a photograph of a young girl with dirty blonde hair and chubby cheeks.

"She is cute." I smile and Alison nods.

"The school has a surveillance system and we saw a man in a brown leather jacket and baseball cap standing near the fence." Alison says and she is on the verge of breaking down. "We have... seen this..." She cries into her husbands chest and he comforts her, whispering words of courage in her ear.

"We checked our own surveillance and saw the man outside our home. It has been happening since yesterday. He avoided all the cameras but he wore the same attire so we know it is him."

"Mr. Winters, do you recognize these two?" Sarah hands them pictures of the two other victims but the couple shakes their heads.

"No. I'm sorry."

"So he is taking random people." I whisper to Sarah and gives a pained nod.

"We would like to see the surveillance footage, Mr. Winters." Sarah says and Tom gives a nod of agreement.

"Our suspect's identity is still unknown. We have put out a BOLO to find the black van he uses and we are still trying to confirm if it is stolen or owned by him. No reports have come in about disturbances in any warehouses. We should keep an eye out for any abandoned warehouses as this is where he chooses to commit the crime." Sarah says.