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Serious Trigger Warning! This is a fairly long story part, which includes very sensitive topics. I understand if you rather not read this, remember that you’re never obligated to! Thank you for your time. ❤️

He’s blocking my only way out! Frederick continued to casually approach me as I rapidly analyzed the situation. How I can fight my way out of this? His outstretched arms, that appeared affectionate at first, were now positioned more defensively as if he were cornering a scared animal.

The closer he got, the more panicked I felt, but miraculously my mind was still absolutely clear. My senses were suddenly sharpened, and it felt as if time itself was slowed down just so I could have time to think.

The garage is to my right, and knives are in the kitchen to my left... However, by his position, he’d be able to tackle me before I can get a good sprint in either direction! The only possible way to avoid being tackled was up the stairs... Think, Catherine! What’s upstairs?

My cellphone is upstairs... I could lock myself in the bedroom and call for backup! But what if he breaks through the door before police arrive? What else, Catherine? Is there anything to defend yourself with?

The moment the thought flashed in my mind, flight took over my senses and I sprinted up the stairs. Scott’s gun!

I was able to reach the top of the stairs without Frederick getting a hold of me, but when I wrenched the doorknob, I came face-to-face with death. It’s locked. I locked it. I locked Scott’s gun in the office.

As a last resort, I attempted to turn for the bedroom, but Frederick’s body slammed me up against the office door. He grabbed for my arms, his hot breath violating my face as he laughed. However, I kept fighting and kneed him as hard as I could in the stomach. Caught off guard, he immediately keeled over, allowing me to break free from his sweaty grasp and dart away.

I could lock myself in the bedroom, grab the phone, and lock myself in the bathroom for more time! It’ll take longer to break through two doors. I can only pray the police come in time...

I immediately bee-lined for the bedroom once again. However, Frederick recovered a lot quicker than I hoped, launching himself at me as I reached the door. He tackled me to the ground, knocking the wind out of me as he crushed my body underneath.

As I wriggled under his weight, he hurriedly yanked one of my arms back and twisted it painfully, his other hand grabbing my hair and jerking it back towards him. I let out a piercing cry as I tried to use my free hand to fight him off, my legs kicking riotously. At first, he waited for me to calm down so he could speak, but when I didn’t, he continued to twist my arm until I finally stopped.

“Well, that was fun.” He let out a breathless chuckle, tightening his grip when I struggled against him in response. “I like making you scream.” He whispered into my ear with malice as he released my hair.

He went quiet, and I could feel his hand slide down my back and across my bare skin, causing me to feel sick. The moment I felt his grip on the waist of my joggers, my fight revived with vengeance, kicking hard to throw him off. However, fear dug it’s nails into me when I realized I probably wasn’t getting out of this... If that was the case, I wasn’t going to give up without a fight. I’m not gonna let him enjoy this.

He had a terrifyingly good grip on me, but before he could proceed any further, a voice caused us both to freeze.

“Get. Off. My. Wife.” The click of a cocked gun echoed in the sudden silence.

Slowly, I could feel Frederick’s weight shift off me. The shock hit me so hard, it took me a minute to comprehend what the voice just said. Wife! He said wife!

I curled up into a ball, silently shaking as I drank in the view of the man that stood calmly at the foot of the stairs. His dark hair was outgrown and unkempt, his emerald eyes pinned on the copy-cat killer. I let my view shift to Frederick, who also looked strangely calm as he held up his hands submissively.

“You can’t shoot me, Scotty. I’m not threatening you.”

“Shut up.”

“I bet you wish you could.”

“Shut. Up. You’re not getting the easy way out. Backup is coming.” Scott spat, continuing to point the gun at his head. Frederick went silent, but then stared straight into my eyes with a curt smile.

“So I’m gonna rot in jail then? Guess those babies are gonna rot too, since you’ll never find them. Unless we make a deal... I like deals.” My heart immediately dropped, but I fought the urge to show any emotion. He wanted a reaction out of me, but he wasn’t going to get it.

“No deals... I know you already killed them and their mothers.”

No, no, no... My eyes immediately darted to Scott in shock. How do you know that? Unless... Oh, Scott... You found them... You found their bodies... Before anyone could say anything else, sirens interrupted, growing louder and louder as they approached the house. Scott let out a long, deep, shaky sigh.

“Frederick Crowe, you’re under arrest.”

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the-book-of-sims · 7 years

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After my phone calls, I was ambushed by concerned parents. I know they meant well, but I felt suffocated. I needed a place I could be alone to focus and meditate. I needed a sanctuary... It was hard enough to get alone time at my old house, but now it was impossible... Maybe I could just... Leave?

Crazy talk, I know. The stalker is still out there... But now that I think about it... Ever since I moved back in with my parents, the stalker incidents stopped immediately. If this person was really after us, he would have found us easily, right? That’s what Frederick said... As much as I don’t trust him right now, what he said about the stalker made sense. If I ran off to my parents’ house, the stalker would have known to check there. Either something was up, or he got better at hiding... But what if the stalker wasn’t targeting me? What if the stalker was targeting something in the house?

Maybe I’m just reaching... Maybe I’m just fishing for an excuse to investigate again... Maybe I’m just trying to distract myself from what’s going on right now... But I needed this. I need a sanctuary...

It was early in the morning when I left. I got dressed up as if I were going for a jog, just in case anyone was awake... However, when I entered the hallway, my father was still asleep in his chair by the stairwell, a rifle cradled in his arms. Luckily, it was fairly easy to sneak by... The hard part was getting out the front door.

I opened it as quietly as I could, but just barely enough to allow my body to slip through. If I opened it any wider, it would creak real loud and alert my dad... I had to learn that the hard way when I was a teenager.

Once I was out, I was home-free. But... I couldn’t help but look back at the house... I felt bad, but I needed this.

It took a long while before I finally arrived... I even stopped to take the bus halfway since my legs basically became jello. It was all worth it though... When I got inside, I was surprised to see how clean the house was. I had the idea that maybe the stalker would break in since we were gone, but there was no evidence of that. Maybe I really scared him off when he realized I saw him... What if the stalker doesn’t even know we’re gone yet?

Despite that unnerving thought, I took time to make a round through the house, just reliving memories... Until I reached the master bedroom... This was my sanctuary. I got a little emotional at the sight of it... This was where Scott and I did devotions together. This was where I would pray everyday for Scott’s return when he went missing. This was where the twins got saved despite my failure to trust in God’s goodness. Right in this room...

I approached the bed slowly, running my hand over the soft fabric and glanced at the bedside table. My heart nearly stopped at the sight of it. Scott’s bible... Out of nostalgia, I reached out and glazed Scott’s dusty bible with my fingertips. Memories instantly flashed through my head the moment I touched it... Memories that overwhelmed me, reminding me of why I was here in the first place.

As if I were shocked by static-electricity, I jerked my hand away and let myself slump on the bed with numbness coursing through my body. Reality finally hit me.

I asked for clarity, God... Why am I still so confused?

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Trigger Warning! I know not everyone believes in God, it’s okay if you rather not read this, I understand and I still love you. ❤️

I was completely caught off guard by her statement. So much so that we sat in silence for several moments... The only sound to be heard were doors shutting, people scuffling, and the slight breeze rustling through the palm trees. I was panicking... What do I say? The best thing I could do was pray that God give me the right words to say.

“Mom... I’m anything but perfect. I’m not always faithful and I certainly don’t deserve all the good things God’s given me... But that’s what grace is for. God made a promise to His children. God was, is, and always will be there for me. He will never leave you nor forsake you, remember? I know it seems unfair, but there’s always a reason why we go through certain things.”

She didn’t look convinced... I felt myself deflate a little, but I knew that even if she didn’t understand now, maybe she’d understand in the future... Things don’t always click right away, speaking from experience. So I kept going.

“Bad things happen to good people. It’s a sin-cursed world. Sometimes we don’t understand why, but it happens. Sometimes we don’t see the reason, but it happens. It just happens... It doesn’t mean God leaves us to suffer through it all alone though. I’ve seen so much of God’s grace throughout this entire trial... More than I’ve ever seen throughout my lifetime... In a way, it reminds me of what Job went through. He didn’t know the reason... He didn’t understand why... But he still praised God. He didn’t let the loss of his family, wealth, or health turn him away from God.”

This time, my mother began to fidget with her ring. She was listening now... Maybe it was starting to click?

“I’m not gonna lie... I’ve gotten angry that He didn’t bring Scott home right away... I’ve let myself believe that I was alone... I’ve had so many moments where I lost faith in God’s ability to take care of me... But even in my darkest hours, God does those little things to show me that He’s still there and He still hears me. I’m so glad when He does that... I fear that God might get frustrated with me and leave because of how much I need reminders that He’s still there, but He never does. God always answers prayers... Sometimes it’s yes, sometimes it’s no, and sometimes... It’s not now. I have faith... It wavers, but I’ll always have faith that God will always be there for me. Like Psalm 31:24 says, ‘Be of good courage, and he shall strengthen your heart, all ye that hope in the Lord.’ God gives me that courage. He strengthens my heart every day that Scott is away. I have to keep hoping. I have to keep praying. I have to keep faith in God... He’ll answer in His perfect timing.”

Suddenly, my mom began to cry, and pulled me into a tight hug. She shook me with how hard she was sobbing, and it seriously broke my heart.

“My darling daughter... As much as I hate what’s going on... You’re right. I don’t understand and I don’t see the reason, but you’re right. I really needed to hear this... I’ve been struggling lately... I needed that reminder too, sweetheart... Thank you.”

I gave her a squeeze back, before we both pulled away. She wiped away her tears quickly as strangers passed by staring at us with quizzical looks.

“We should probably go see what the boys are up to.” She changed the subject quickly to recover. I nodded in response, amazed to see how much more refreshed she looked. It was as if God lifted away all the worry and burden off her shoulders right then and there... It was beautiful... I felt it too.

“Alright, let’s go get ‘em then.”

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The moment I saw a person hiding in my bushes, I immediately set Joseph off my lap to run for the window. Joseph let out a short, soft cry before trying to climb off the couch to follow me. By the time I smacked up against the window, the hooded stranger had already reached the car and sped off down the road. I could hear yelling, but the blood pumping through my ears made it hard to focus on anything else. I mean, I just caught someone hiding in my bushes!

It wasn’t my imagination... Was it? Was that the same person I saw so long ago? They were in my bushes during the daytime... Just like the day Scott went missing... My heart hardened into stone at the thought, weighing down on my soul. Could that have been the same person that caused my husband to go missing?

Joseph suddenly latched onto my legs, causing me to flinch in surprise. “Oh sweets, you scared me!” I laughed nervously, ruffling my fingers through his thick hair before returning my gaze to the window. Cold tingles caused me to feel squeamish as my eyes trailed the lazy, quiet road. Someone was stalking my family... A person was peering into our home where we felt safe and comfortable. I felt... Violated.

Suddenly banging noises against the door caused me to jump. “Mommy, door!” Joseph cried out gleefully, still latched to my leg. I froze and my eyes searched the area wildly. I thought the stalker left! Was there another one? Was it the gang members that were after Syracuse? It was difficult to see over the bushes in front of my window, besides a lick of road that was on an uphill incline. I stood on my toes to try and see better but then the banging noises continued, even more aggressive this time. I protectively reached out for my little one only to realize he was already running straight for the front door!

“No, baby! It’s not safe!” I shrieked, sprinting after Joseph. The moment I grab for him, I look up to see a familiar face through the glass, frantically screaming at me to open the door.

Frederick?

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“Joey was pretty upset that his brothers were gone the whole day, poor baby... But I knew the perfect trick to lift his spirits... Storybook time! He wouldn’t leave the door at first, but when I started reading his favorite story out loud, his curiosity got the best of him, lol. He eventually sneaked his way back into the living room and right into my lap to hear the rest! This mama knows all the tricks to distract and keep a baby happy, lol. After all, I started with twins!” -Catherine

Just outside, a hooded figure couldn’t help but creep forward through the underbrush to get a closer look, adjusting his hood to keep his face hidden... It’s been a while since he last saw her. He had to see her. He needed to see her. His breath caught in his throat at the sight of her. She’s so beautiful... If only he could reach out and hold her... But before he could continue deeper into his thoughts, the blonde instantly flashed her eyes in his direction. She saw him!

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“After Frederick’s haircut, we started walking back to my house when I started to feel a little sick to my stomach... Seeing Frederick get his haircut reminded me of the twins’ first haircut and how Scott wasn’t there to see it happen... All that brought back memories of a lot of ‘first’ things, like Joey’s first sign, word, and steps... How Scott would never get to see those huge events and milestones that his children accomplish the more they grow without him... He’s never even met his youngest son! My mind followed the trail down more ‘first’ things that flashed wildly through my mind... Our first date, our first kiss, our first house... You were my first everything, Scott... Honestly, it came out of nowhere. Walking back home was quiet enough for me to think... To actually process everything going on... And I got overwhelmed.

I probably scared Frederick half to death when I started sobbing out of nowhere. He was completely at a loss for words, so he just led me to a lake nearby and started skipping rocks. He told me whenever he got stressed or overwhelmed, he’d just go skipping rocks. Frederick was really good at it too! When he would skip a rock, it’d skip all the way to the end of the lake to the other side! While he was clearing out mud and rocks for flat stones to skip with, he told me how he had seven older sisters who were all gifted in all sorts of skills! They were all perfect, pristine, and clean-cut girls who had the potential (and ambition) to make it to the top of their careers. Frederick was the last born and only son... Who was... Extraordinarily average. He said he was pretty much average in everything except maybe skipping rocks. But you can’t get a doctorate in skipping rocks. You can’t be the CEO of skipping rocks. You can’t get a high salary in skipping rocks. You just skip rocks.

Frederick started sharing very personal things with me that would make anyone angry at people they never met before... The way that his parents treated him... The way that his sisters even treated him... It was no wonder that he struggled with the paralyzing fear of failure... It was no wonder that he struggled to prove himself. It all made sense! At this point, even Frederick’s eyes began to look a little puffy... His skipping rocks slowly skipped shorter and shorter distance until Frederick started tossing the rocks, then chucking the rocks, then hurling the rocks as hard as he could at the lake. When I tried to stop him from accidentally hitting the passing fishermen, he shoved me so hard that I got a few scratches on my hands and elbows in attempt to break the fall. It scared me that he had such an uncontrollable anger, but I also understood the fact that a lot of coal was fueling up that particular sort of fire... He didn’t throw anymore rocks after that. He got really embarrassed and kept apologizing for hurting me. It was okay though, I already forgave him! How could I be mad? He was broken too, just in a different way, and I know that anger wasn’t meant to be taken out on me. I just hope he doesn’t take it out on anyone else.

Mini-trigger warning: this paragraph talks about God, so if you rather not read about God and/or don’t believe in God, skip over this paragraph.

After the lake, I asked if we could walk to my old address. The very first house that Scott and I got together... With the help of Syracuse, of course, since he insisted it was his gift to us for our soon-to-be wedding. It was such a beautiful house... It was only one floor though with a very high ceiling for an artistic effect. I loved it though, even though there wasn’t enough room for twins. It was a place where Scott and I learned how to live life together... It helped us get use to the real world. It was... Our starting point. Going back, I would have had a panic attack knowing that I’d go through all this... But... I wouldn’t change it. Everything happens for a reason. I crack and fall apart, but I have so much more faith in God today than I did back then. I’m still growing too! God has helped me so much... Through just about everything! I don’t think I would have seen, or appreciate, how much God works in my life if I hadn’t been pushed to my limits. Dare I say, break my limits! But God is always faithful. I’ve also been shown the effects of bitterness, like today... I could either let the bitterness control me and frustrate me, or give it to God and ask for His help to forgive and move on. I know I’m a failure and a hypocrite. I accepted it. I even failed this morning to have faith, much like Peter when he let himself get distracted by the tumultuous storms and waves around him... He sank in the water instead of looking to Jesus with faith that Jesus will protect him from that overwhelming storm... I’m a failure when I try to handle it on my own. However, I’m not a failure when I have God by my side to protect me. I just have to look to Him. I forget that sometimes... I forget that a lot... But today was a good reminder. And I’m so thankful for that reminder...

I guess I was staring for a while because by the time my thoughts settled down and the waves subsided, I noticed Frederick waving a hand in front of my face. I hope he wasn’t doing that for very long... He asked if I was okay and if we needed to go, but I told him I was alright. He looked a little uncomfortable though, as if he wasn’t asking for my sake but for his own sake. Perhaps memories overwhelmed him also, and his mind was still combating the waves... If that was the case, I don’t want him to suffer any longer. I wish I could help him get rid of that guilt he’s carrying, but he has a strong, influential past... It’s not something a person can just clear out and forget in one day. Instead, it was best to just keep busy. Helping others is the best medicine to clear the mind. It takes focus off self and shifts it to the needs of others. Helping others without focusing on oneself shows so much love to others that sometimes that same selfless love is returned in a chain reaction. That’s what Frederick needs right now. He needs that selfless love and care for his well-being. I gave one more long look at the house, then turned around. It was time to go... And I wish I could have stayed longer, but at least I got to go down memory lane for a bit... Once Frederick caught on that we were leaving, he followed in pursuit until I took a wrong turn. I wasn’t ready to go back home just yet... I told him that it would be best to stop for some ice cream first, my treat.” -Catherine

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“Here’s another hello from Frederick, the selfie maniac! This week has been fairly good work-wise so he decided to drop by once again. Unfortunately, it’s been busy for me with the daycare so I asked if he’d like to stay around and play with some of the babies since he’s so good with my boys!

Frederick accepted right away, just as I suspected. He loves kids! However, the moment one of the moms came over to drop off her little baby girl, he had to excuse himself… It really worried me because he appeared so excited to help out! What changed his mind?

Mini-trigger warning: story below is related to murder and loss of family.

Turns out, the first mother that came was the younger sister of one of the women that was missing and found dead… She told me that she might be late in picking up her daughter since she didn’t know what time she’d be back from the funeral but I told her it was no problem. I can't even imagine the pain she must feel... Helping her in watching her daughter was the least I could do to lift some of the burden off her shoulders…

Frederick later told me how that when he saw her, his heart just broke… He’s on that case too, but as a police officer since they already have a full-time detective on duty. He didn’t want to show his face since he feels like he failed her… Once again, guilt is such a huge hindrance to his daily life and all I can wonder is what else is holding him back? What else is he blaming himself for? Is he trying to prove himself to be worthy by helping my family? What if he can’t and he blames himself again? I’m trying to be sensitive about it, but he can’t keep blaming himself… I’ve been there.” -Catherine

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“Hello from Joey and Frederick! Frederick was nearby and decided to drop in to see how I was doing. He told me how that the department has been swamped lately because of the most recent case but he would try to do a deeper study on our lead once he has some free time.

I told him he didn’t have to, especially since he’s already stressed with a serious workload, but he insisted... I’m so thankful that he cares so much about Scott but I can’t help but wonder why Scott never really talked about him? I’ve heard of Frederick and even met him at a cookout where Scott introduced us! But I didn’t realize how close they were until now. Especially since Frederick would be willing to lay his life on the line to find him!

I hope he doesn’t feel guilty and that’s the only reason why he’s helping me... It’s almost as if he feels like he is the reason why Scott’s missing. Maybe that’s why he always wants to help me with the kids when he comes over, especially Joey... He just looks so much like Scott... If that’s the case, that seriously breaks my heart... I don’t want him to help me and lose his mind with work just because of guilt. It’s not his fault...” - Catherine

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“This isn’t healthy for you or your boys, Cat…

Your babies need you! You spend hours searching instead of being there for your boys. You once said that if he was still alive, God would take care of him and bring him back. So why are you wasting time? God doesn’t need your assistance. Why don’t you trust God to take care of him anymore? God has Scott… You need to focus on your babies. They already lost a father, Cat. Don’t make them orphans too…” -Dakota

Trigger Warning! I know not everyone believes in God, it’s okay if you rather not read this, I understand and I still love you. ❤️

Dear God,

Please forgive me for being so irritable lately… I feel absolutely awful for walking out on Dakota because what she said is completely true… I really haven’t been trusting you! Please forgive me for not trusting in you to take care of Scott… I really needed that reminder… I’m so stubborn, God… I know I need to apologize to Dakota, but I’m really struggling… She hit such a sensitive topic with me that I’m honestly still kind of upset… Maybe I just need to cool down a little before talking to her… Please take away the bitterness in me and help me to humble myself to sincerely apologize to her. Thank you so much for being there for me and taking care of me even when I’m impossible… Sometimes I wonder why you haven’t given up on me yet, but I’m so so thankful you haven’t either! I love you, Lord… In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen!

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“The twins have a play-date with one of the regular daycare children today, so it’s just Joey and I right now. It’s nice to get some one-on-one time with my youngest since the twins like to steal my attention by getting into mischief. The only time I really get to spend with him is feeding him, changing his diapers, and lugging him around the house on my hip while doing chores… Not gonna lie, I spent a lot of time doing research that I could have spent with Joseph… So I’m thankful that Dakota said something… Because, and I’m embarrassed to say this but, I saw so much today that I never really noticed before…

Joseph is a quiet baby. He’s quiet and likes to people-watch. I already knew this, but what I didn’t realize was that… from his people-watching, he was also watching how the twins and I communicate. We didn’t use our voices very much, so Joey didn’t either! Occasionally, I would catch him waving his arms, and waggling his fingers to mimic the way we signed. However, I rarely had time to teach him many signs except for the basics… But the twins had time. So whenever they’d catch Joey trying to sign, they’d adjust his little fingers or repeat the sign to Joey correctly until he did it right (or came close, lol). Michael would get frustrated sometimes, but Mitchell enjoyed watching Joey try to sign!

I’m honestly so proud of the twins for being such good big brothers and teaching Joseph how to sign… I can’t help but regret how selfish I’ve been with my time. But this time, I can change.” -Catherine

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“Thank you so much for your help… I can’t believe it… We have a lead! But what I’m wondering is… How is it that the police department never came across this?” I got to look at the file and read it all myself. However, it all just didn’t seem real to me… Syracuse in a gang? My sweet father-in-law that loves baking and feeding the birds in his backyard? It can’t be!

“Well, Syracuse’s file wasn’t missing before… Someone stole it. It wasn’t the first time that’s happened, but that’s another story for another time. Luckily, we had all these old files run into the computer system when we were searching for Scott. They looked over Syracuse’s file, I know it! But I can’t explain why they didn’t see the importance in his past… That’s all I—”

Suddenly, I gave him a huge hug. It was random and he probably thought I was crazy but I couldn’t help but appreciate his assistance… If it weren’t for him, I would have never known where to look or what to do. Now, we have a lead. And I’m so much closer to finding my husband…

He was caught off guard at first, his arms in the air as if he were about to get shot. Then, he relaxed and squeezed me back. The hug didn’t last much longer than that before an emergency tone came from the television and enveloped the room. The news was on, and it was pretty quiet before that high monotone sound brought them back to reality. A woman went missing! Brown hair and blue eyes, just like two others that were found dead… Their pictures flashed on the screen… I didn’t know them, but it was frightful! They went on to explain the case before Frederick untangled himself and flicked it on mute.

“That’s unfortunate… I’m glad I don’t have any family members with that description! In our town too…” Frederick hesitated before continuing, resting his arm on the top of the television, “I know a couple of guys on that case… Do you know anyone with brown hair and blue eyes? You might want to give them a call to make sure they’re okay. You can never be too safe!” I shook my head, but then froze. Actually, I did!

“That’s a good idea. Excuse me for a moment—” I pulled out my cellphone and dialed an old but familiar number. Scott’s cousin, Aurora Westfall, is close with us, and her mother, Alice Monroe-Westfall, fit that description. She had a twin also, Trish Monroe-Gale, but I didn’t know her very well to have her number. Before I could even hear a ring, it went to an automatic voicemail just like Scott’s did when he disappeared… ‘We’re sorry, you reached a number that has been disconnected or no longer in service…’ I hung up and dialed again, but it was the same message. “That’s strange… You know what, I think she got a new phone! This number is really old anyway. I’ll just message her on facebook later.”

Frederick eyed me strangely, putting a heavy hand on my shoulder. “You sure it’s nothing?” I clutched my phone tightly, feeling a little nervous. It was rather eerie to hear the same message from when Scott first went missing… But I also doubted that Alice kept the same phone number for seven years!

I nodded and even sported a smile to assure him, but he didn’t look convinced. “Alright… If you’re sure…” He removed his hand from my shoulder and took out his phone as well, glancing at the time before looking back up at me. “I should probably go. I hope I was a help to your case.” He started for the door and I followed after him.

“More than you know, thank you so much for doing this! I’ll call you when I’m free from work, this week is gonna be a busy one for me… Is that alright?” He smiled and nodded, stepping outside in the humid, drizzling weather. But before I could close the door, he swiveled around to face me.

“By the way, who was it that you called? A sister, a mother? It’s alright if you rather not say, just curious.” It was curious that he asked, but I didn’t mind.

“Oh no, just an aunt. Well, aunt-in-law… I’m not really worried though, cuz she’s a tough one! She already had to deal with some crazy stuff in the past. You might have heard of her! Her name’s Alice Monroe-Westfall.” His facial features revealed a hint of recognition, then shrugged.

“Hm, I think so… I recognize that last name. From the Goodwin case, right?” I nodded excitedly, he did know! “I see. Hm… Anyway, sorry to keep you! I didn’t mean to draw that out, I’ll see you later!” He gave a quick wave before jogging to his car.

It was pretty impressive how he knows of the Goodwin case, but the way he acted was so strange when I talked about it… Almost uncomfortable… Perhaps there was something he knew about it that he couldn’t tell me? Who knows. Perhaps he’ll tell me what was on his mind some other day.

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“Catherine, I really think we should-” I could hear Dakota patter down the steps after me. “Wait, is there someone at the door?”

I didn’t answer her… I should have. I wish we had more time to talk but I didn’t want to keep him waiting! I didn’t want him to leave… He’s the best chance I have in finding my husband and I was not about to lose it.

“I’m so glad you came! It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Frederick Crowe!”

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“I wasn’t thinking straight when I walked out on Dakota… I just got so angry! I didn’t want to admit it, but she was right. So I grabbed Joseph, held him tight, and went downstairs to cool off… Whenever I hold Joseph, he just buries his little face into my shoulder and snuggles me. He’s such a quiet, peaceful baby, even when I accidentally wake him from a nap… He calms me, like Scott does.

After I had a moment to pace and cool off, I couldn’t help but cry a little… I felt bad that I walked out, so I prayed… That’s always the best thing to do. I finally came to the conclusion to apologize, because Dakota was just trying to help. She saw something I didn’t see and did what a friend should do. She told me what I was doing wrong so I could see it myself and choose whether or not to correct it. However, before I could go apologize, I noticed someone at the door. It was Scott’s coworker! He finally came!

I raced back upstairs to put Joseph back in his crib, but once I took a minute to settle him in… I stopped. Should I keep going? Should I work with Scott’s coworker to find him? Or should I give it to God? Should I tell the man at the door that I changed my mind? But what would he think? Dakota’s right, God doesn’t need my assistance to find him… But what if I just keep God first and ask for help to find Scott? Joseph just stared at me the whole time, playing with his toes and cooing at me…

God, I don’t want my children to be fatherless…” -Catherine

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"My beautiful, bouncing baby boy... The more I get to watch my little Joseph grow... The more I see my husband in him. It's like God gave me a little gift to remind me that Scott is alright, wherever he is... God is with him... I know he's still out there! I'm not sure why he hasn't come home, but I know one day he will...

It's been a rough year but family and friends made life so much more bearable. I'm not sure if I'd still be here if it weren't for those people, especially God who has been so faithful and given me so much peace through this trial... I'm not alone. God even gave me three beautiful boys to brighten my life! What else can I do besides thank and praise Him for taking care of me? He answers prayers... Although it's not always right away, God always answers in His perfect timing. I have faith that God will answer my prayer in that perfect timing and bring Scott home to me again... I just need patience." ❤ -Catherine

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“The moment he was let inside, I knew this was a bad idea... Scott’s been missing for over a year and my best friend has been suffering for far too long... Searching for him didn’t help, and I could see her countenance falter. She used to be so bright and glowed when she smiled. Now I’m lucky to catch a glimpse of any sort of real smile. Her babies feel it too... They’re all suffering... And I fear that it’s only going to get worse.” -Dakota

Just beyond the house, a black vehicle patiently waited... It was cleverly parked just beyond the great oak that was littered with Spanish moss. The moss thickened the veil between them, leaving the person hidden behind tinted windows of the vehicle safe and cozy from sight. It was daylight, yes, but it was okay. He knew that as long as he stayed parked for a few hours after the unwelcome guest leaves, he wouldn’t look conspicuous. He pulled out a digital camera and started snapping photos of the blonde detective that loitered outside the Lancaster household. Perfect. Just perfect.

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"It's a cold case, they told me... No leads, no suspects, no body... Every case crumbled at the foundation, and every lead revealed itself to be a rabbit trail. A curious situation it was. The department fought valiantly for me though... Each man that worked faithfully beside my husband were all influenced in small ways by him... Each man telling me how sorry they were and how it'll never be the same without him, knowing that Scott might as well be proclaimed dead... That they'd never see him again... And yet, there's still no body found... Until then, he's still considered missing. It's not a 'cold' case to me. It's flames relentlessly devour my heart and reduce it to mere floating flecks of ash. This case is still very much alive... It's just missing a piece of the puzzle... And one day... I'm going to find it.

However, I'm still just an amateur... I had hoped that I'd accidentally discover that missing puzzle piece within the leads that have been combed over and over by professionals. That maybe a touch of ignorance would be enough to crack open this concrete-solid case. It could happen right? Stumbling around in evidence to uncover something deeper, like a fork in the rabbit trails that was never considered? Maybe, but I haven't been so lucky... I scavenged the files that Scott had in his office, worked through the documents on his computer, but turned out with nothing... I have an insider that's been providing me with everything I ask, maybe out of guilt for never knowing what happened to his co-worker, but I appreciate the assistance. He's the only one in his department who hasn't dropped the case... I've been doing all this research myself but honestly, I have no idea what I'm doing... It's about time I include him in my research and get him to look it over himself. Perhaps, working with a professional will be all that I need to uncover that secret fork in the road...

I'm not giving up on you, Scott..." -Catherine

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