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“Baby, can you hear me?  Is
your sister there too?”
    “Yes, mom.  I’m here.”  The girl sounded a little
shaken up, but for the most part, okay.  
    “Are you guys…?  Did he hurt you?”
    Joseph’s deep voice answered her question.  “No, we’re
fine.  We’re home.”
    “Okay, you stay right there.  Don’t let anyone
in.  I’ll be right there.  I love you guys.”
     
    She was full on sobbing by the time she hung up the
phone.  “We have to go.”
    “Wait.”  I stopped her.  “This might be a trap.”
    “I don’t care.”
    I tried to stall her as I quickly weighed any other options
we might have.  “We should wait for Ryan.”
    “I don’t give a shit if you want to wait for Ryan.  I
have been worried sick about my children, and I need to make sure they’re
okay.”
    “Okay.”  There wasn’t much more I could say; she was
right.  Although they said they were fine, she needed to see for herself
that her children were safe.
     
    Ryan had taken the car, so we hailed a cab when we reached the
curb.  She spat the address at the driver, and within ten minutes, we were
running up the steps to her townhouse. 
     
    I looked around at the quiet city side street.  How
long had she lived this close to Ryan without telling him?  How many times
had they walked down the same city block?  How many times had they ended
up in the same crowd of people?
     
    I sent a quick text to Ryan, letting him know what had
happened and the address where he should meet us.  I pressed ‘send’, and
followed Anne Marie Carter into her home.
     
    It was a beautiful old townhouse, very similar to Ryan’s,
actually.  The colors were softer with splashes of yellows with periwinkle
accents making up the foyer.  The staircase had been carpeted, and the
window treatments more feminine, but it wouldn’t have surprised me if Anne
Marie had been the one to decorate both homes.  There was a certain style
from which she hadn’t strayed, even if she had tried.
     
    “Joseph?  Sarah?”  She called, her voice strained.
    “Mom!”  I heard as two teenagers came barreling down
the steps.
     
    Anne Marie’s hand came to her mouth as she waited for them
to fly into her arms.  After the necessary hugs and assurances of
survival, introductions commenced.  Joseph, about eighteen, looked
strikingly similar to Ryan.  He was a little shorter and his hair was a
little lighter, but there was no doubt that they were brothers.  I had
this weird feeling of being drawn to him because of his likeness to my
husband.  I actually had to stop myself from throwing my arms around
him.  Sarah, his twin sister, still looked akin to a helpless child. 
She had an element of innocence to her that the rest of the family
lacked.  Her porcelain skin offered a sharp contrast to her shining
emerald eyes.  They were the same color as her mother’s, as Ryan’s. 
She had this sort of calmness about her, like she never had to fight for
anything in her life.  I prayed Sean didn’t try to take that beauty from
her.
     
    The kids assured their mother that they weren’t harmed over
the five days they had gone missing.  Joseph explained that they were
leaving school when a man in his mid twenties came up behind them and
inconspicuously put a gun up to Sarah’s back.  He told them to not make
any sudden movements or he’d shoot.  He then led them to a van, where he
put black canvas bags over their heads.  After giving a detailed
description of the man who held the gun to Sarah’s back, I was fully convinced
that Danny was back in the picture.  They told us there was someone else
driving the van, but neither of them could see what he looked like. 
     
    “The next five days we were in some sort of basement, but it
had couches and a bathroom and they fed us.”  Sarah jumped in, adding to
the story.
    Anne Marie was weeping.  “You two are so brave.  I
can’t even… I can’t imagine what you must have been