Owen rolled his eyes to himself when he heard the front door bang open. How many times had he asked the kids not to blast through the fucking door. The door stopper had been beaten to near death by overly excited children, or grumpy children, bursting into the house. He held his Blackberry against his face with his shoulder, while he typed vigorously on his laptop.
“Right. That’s what’s on the manifest. I -” Now his office door was banging open. Owen gazed up over his glasses making an annoyed gesture throwing up his hands in his usual what the fuck manner.
Anger quickly replaced with concern as Owen noted his wife’s disheveled appearance. Jacket askew on her shoulders, hair in her face, and worry marring pretty features. He hung up the phone without another word lowering the device slowly from his face. The phone was abandoned on the desk.
“What do you mean Anita didn’t come home?” Using his desk as a crutch, Owen pushed himself up from the chair. “Where is she? Why didn’t she get on the bus?”
Questions posed as demands. As a Lieutenant General he was used to responding to situations with more information at hand. It was rare that one dared approach him for help or instructions without anticipating all the questions he would ask. Unfortunately, fatherhood wasn’t the same.
The Blackberry vibrated with an incoming call. The person he’d hung up on. Owen dismissed it.
He didn’t wait for Julianna’s to answer before he limped from behind his desk and pushed past her without saying anything further. He didn’t know where he was going he was just moving in a forward direction. He stopped abruptly in the hall. Something dreadful occurred to him. Panic mounted. Had she been taken?
He whirled around and lurched back toward the office nearly upsetting his wife in the hurry. With hands on her shoulders, Owen moved her out of his path and rounded the desk.
The Blackberry was vibrating again, dancing a little jig on the polished wood. Owen dismissed it again. He pulled open a drawer and pulled out a simple flip phone not unlike the one Anita had. It was a burner. He never saved burners. That was a cardinal sin. But he’d been getting strange voicemails. He’d handled death threats, assassination attempts, and more. But something had felt different about these. The voicemails were just details about his life said in a list. His height and weight, the color of Anita’s hair, the make of Cain’s car. Who knew this kind of information? He’d saved the phone for further investigation. Whoever it was leaving the messages might have his youngest child. He felt sick. Should he call the number?
Owen was the one breathing heavily at this point. He became still then. The stillness of a panicked animal. A deer in headlights. Owen looked up from the desk.
“What do we do? She could be anywhere.”
“Right. That’s what’s on the manifest. I -” Now his office door was banging open. Owen gazed up over his glasses making an annoyed gesture throwing up his hands in his usual what the fuck manner.
Anger quickly replaced with concern as Owen noted his wife’s disheveled appearance. Jacket askew on her shoulders, hair in her face, and worry marring pretty features. He hung up the phone without another word lowering the device slowly from his face. The phone was abandoned on the desk.
“What do you mean Anita didn’t come home?” Using his desk as a crutch, Owen pushed himself up from the chair. “Where is she? Why didn’t she get on the bus?”
Questions posed as demands. As a Lieutenant General he was used to responding to situations with more information at hand. It was rare that one dared approach him for help or instructions without anticipating all the questions he would ask. Unfortunately, fatherhood wasn’t the same.
The Blackberry vibrated with an incoming call. The person he’d hung up on. Owen dismissed it.
He didn’t wait for Julianna’s to answer before he limped from behind his desk and pushed past her without saying anything further. He didn’t know where he was going he was just moving in a forward direction. He stopped abruptly in the hall. Something dreadful occurred to him. Panic mounted. Had she been taken?
He whirled around and lurched back toward the office nearly upsetting his wife in the hurry. With hands on her shoulders, Owen moved her out of his path and rounded the desk.
The Blackberry was vibrating again, dancing a little jig on the polished wood. Owen dismissed it again. He pulled open a drawer and pulled out a simple flip phone not unlike the one Anita had. It was a burner. He never saved burners. That was a cardinal sin. But he’d been getting strange voicemails. He’d handled death threats, assassination attempts, and more. But something had felt different about these. The voicemails were just details about his life said in a list. His height and weight, the color of Anita’s hair, the make of Cain’s car. Who knew this kind of information? He’d saved the phone for further investigation. Whoever it was leaving the messages might have his youngest child. He felt sick. Should he call the number?
Owen was the one breathing heavily at this point. He became still then. The stillness of a panicked animal. A deer in headlights. Owen looked up from the desk.
“What do we do? She could be anywhere.”
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