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from Desires of the Heart by Tiffany Doran

Copyright © 2017–2019 Tiffany Doran

Chapter Seven
California Dreaming

Matt gathered his things into his black duffle bag and headed to see Katie on their farm. It was almost time to head back home and he needed to go back and see if she was still planning on going back with him to California. He hopped in his car and headed down the road. When he arrived at the farm, he saw several officers on foot and about five police vehicles and one solid black SUV with tinted windows. He slammed the brakes on and stirred up a cloud of dust as he spun his car to a halt. He put it in park and jumped out of the car. He saw them all standing on the porch and ran to see what was going on. Randy stepped up to slow him down "It's okay, it's okay," Randy said trying to calm Matt down. "But what is all of this? I don't see you for a few days and now your property is being searched by the police?" Matt said in a panic. "Oh my goodness Kat, are you okay, what is going on here?" He went on. Katie stepped up to him and wrapped her arms around him in a tight bear hug. When they were younger, Katie would always be the one to bring him comfort in times of panic. That's what she was most concerned with when she found out he would be moving away. Who would calm him down then? "Take a deep breath and relax and have a seat." Katie said." I will try to explain what is going or at least what I know so far." She told him of the noise they heard after they got back home and the phone call from the Sergeant this morning. "I'm so glad ya'll are ok," Matt said. "I'm sure it's nothing," Katie went on with a comforting smile. "They're just doing their job in making sure we are all safe. We just need to keep our guards up and stay vigilant."

"I wanted to come see if you were still going to be joining me back to California on Tuesday." Matt said. "I don't know if that's such a good idea now though Matt." Katie said as she looked around at the officers scowering the wood line on the opposite side of their house. "As you can see, there's something going on here and I don't really feel comfortable leaving my dad." Katie went on. "Well," Matt said smiling, "I can understand that but, can't Buck stay over here and watch out for him and keep him safe?" Katie knew that Buck could handle that and she knew that Randy would technically be fine with Buck's twenty-four seven watch but, she didn't know if she could handle it being so many miles away. She looked at his persistent face. I tell you what, she said reluctantly. It's Saturday, if nothing has been heard and if nothing comes up in this search..." Katie was quickly interrupted by the loud voice of an officer and the footsteps of several others as they went running to see what the officer had found. The Sergeant ran over to where the officer was standing in the thickest portion of the woods. They had to push their way through bristles and thorns to reach him. "I found some black string and some footprints here sir." the officer said pointing to the thorns and then the pushed down brush of the ground. "Well, let's get some evidence bags and tags and start really looking in this area for more clues," Sergeant Haskins told his team. He turned to look at the surrounding area to try to get the same perspective the perpetrator would have standing where he/she stood. He noted as he did so, that whoever was standing here had a good shot of an upstairs window on the side of the house and the side of the front porch all the way to the door. He wrote down the proximities in a little pocket notebook as well as the clues found and walked back over to where Randy w...






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