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Post by doolfan4life on Feb 16, 2016 18:26:42 GMT -5
Not there?  ? This reeks of either stefano or Vivian My money is on dimera |
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Post by christianmt on Feb 20, 2016 11:32:29 GMT -5
Author’s Note: This is a short chapter, but things will start picking up after this.
CHAPTER FOUR
“My god,” Hope gasped as her hands went to her face in shock. “Carolyn was right.”
“Looks that way,” Steve muttered.
“How are we ever going to find him now?” Hope asked.
Being the resourceful person he was, Steve was carefully inspecting the inside of the coffin. He pulled the pink lining out, and as he did so, he ran across a vital piece of information. Hidden against the back of the coffin was an envelope. Stuffing it into his pocket, he commanded Hope, “Let’s get out of here!”
It took a few tries before Steve was able to get out of the hole, then he helped Hope out. Hope was surprised as he started refilling the grave. “What are you doing?” she demanded angrily. “We don’t have time for this!”
“Someone knew we were coming,” Steve said, his chest heaving as he quickly tried to make the grave looked as if it had never been touched. “They left a letter for us inside a coffin, so it has to be someone who knows us well and knows we would look. We have to make it appear as if we’re not on to them. I’m afraid if they know we’re on to them…it will be bad for Bo. We have to act discrete…no one is to know about this, other than Carolyn. Got it?”
Hope nodded anxiously. “Yes.”
“I mean it, Hope. No one is to know. Not Shawn, not Ciara. Nobody!”
“I understand.”
Steve completed his impromptu work, then the exhausted trio rushed to their vehicle. Hope slid in the back, while Steve hopped in the driver’s seat. “Hold that flashlight up, Kayla,” Steve said as he ripped upon the envelope. He peered at a single typed page.
“What does it say?” Kayla demanded.
Congratulations. You’ve completed the first part of the mission. You dug up a grave and found my letter, which no one else would do. Obviously, you have discovered there is no body. Your precious Bo is definitely still alive—for now. Whether he lives is up to you.
This is the first of 24 notes. Each note will leave a clue as to his whereabouts. You have to complete each mission in order to find and rescue him. If you fail to complete them all, he will die—and you will never know where he is. Consider it like a treasure hunt. If you win, you collect the prize. If you lose, you lose everything.
You have 24 hours to complete the mission. You will find the next clue an hour from now.
Good luck. You’re going to need it.
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Post by doolfan4life on Feb 20, 2016 13:11:29 GMT -5
Interesting
I wonder what kind of missions
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Post by christianmt on Feb 20, 2016 13:19:30 GMT -5
I don't know why, but now I'm thinking the story would be better if Bo had to rescue Hope, or maybe Ciara.
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Post by gapeach on Feb 20, 2016 13:44:42 GMT -5
Can't wait to see where they find the next clue.
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Post by fluffysmom on Feb 22, 2016 21:02:59 GMT -5
I'm glad the three of them are working together to find Bo. I'm looking forward to seeing what happens next.
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Post by sandipie827 on Mar 8, 2016 15:44:45 GMT -5
When will the next chapter be coming?? Looking forward to it!
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Post by doolfan4life on Mar 8, 2016 15:46:35 GMT -5
I second that  |
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Post by christianmt on Mar 11, 2016 19:37:23 GMT -5
I apologize..the Monday night thing I promised does not seem to be working out...I WILL get the next chapter up shortly, though! Thanks and I appreciate all who take the time out of their busy day to read this!
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Post by christianmt on Mar 22, 2016 17:44:56 GMT -5
CHAPTER FIVE
A short time later, Kayla, Steve, and Hope arrived at the Pub. Ciara immediately rushed to hug her mother. “Mom, where have you been? We’ve been worried about you.”
“I…” Hope looked at Kayla and Steve, and recalled Steve’s order not to tell anyone what was going on. “I went to the hospital to check on your grandmother. She got a little dizzy, the stress of everything, but she’s going to be all right.”
Ciara breathed a sigh of relief. “That’s good. We don’t need anymore tragedies, that’s for sure.”
Hope touched her daughter’s cheek. “I second that, Sweetie. Don’t worry, everything will be fine.”
“But how?” Ciara demanded. “With Dad gone…I don’t see how anything can ever be fine again.”
Hope wanted to reassure her only daughter, but she had to hold her tongue. Hopefully, in 24 hours, their family could be whole again. She was determined this sick soul who had left the note in Bo’s casket would not get away with it. And he would pay, and pay dearly.
If it even was a he. It was all so puzzling, Hope didn’t know what to think.
Wearily, she sat down at an empty table. “Shawn, why don’t you take your sister home?” she asked her son. “I have some things to do.”
Shawn eyed her suspiciously. “What things? Mom, you look exhausted. You need to get some sleep. There is nothing that can’t wait until later, is there?”
“Shawn Douglas, you know better than to argue with your mother,” Hope said.
Shawn chuckled, though it could hardly qualify as laughter. “I’m my father’s son, too—and he argued with you better than anybody.”
“That he did.” Hope sighed as she absently traced her fingertip against the tabletop. As she did so, she felt something underneath the tablecloth. Trying to appear casual, she said to her son, “Just take Ciara home with you tonight, ok? I’m afraid I’m in no shape right now to be any comfort for her, and like you said, you are your father’s son. She needs you right now. Please, do this for me.”
Shawn still didn’t look certain, but he finally relented. “All right. I’ll call you in the morning, ok?”
The kids reluctantly kissed their mother goodbye, then left, leaving Hope, Kayla, and Steve alone in the nearly-empty restaurant. As soon as the door closed, Hope ripped off the tablecloth, and saw an envelope taped there to the table.
“He’s been here,” she gasped.
“What does it say?” Steve demanded as she ripped open the envelope.
Clue # 1:
Congratulations on finding the first clue; I didn’t think it would take you long. You are a police officer, after all, good at seeking out clues and bringing criminals to justice. But I’m afraid you won’t catch me, no matter how hard you try. It’s the thrill of the hunt that excites you, not the capture itself. Keep that in mind.
Start by going back to the first place you ever kissed your husband. Look in the area where you planted your little tree. I think you’ll be surprised by what you see.
“The first place I ever kissed my husband,” Hope said. “That would be the park…we had some of our happiest moments there. What is this guy trying to do to me??” Angrily, she grabbed a vase off a nearby table and flung it against the window, shattering the glass.
“Wait…there’s something else,” Kayla said as she took the envelope. Three red tickets emerged, and Hope couldn’t help but smile at the memory.
“I will find you, Bo,” she whispered. “I don’t know who’s doing this, but I will find you. Just hang in there.”
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Post by doolfan4life on Mar 22, 2016 18:24:57 GMT -5
Love the banter with Shawn and hope
Really well done
I can't wait for the next clue
I basically gave up on the show
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Post by sandipie827 on Mar 22, 2016 18:30:15 GMT -5
Great chapter. Can't wait to see where the next one takes us!!!
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Post by fluffysmom on Mar 22, 2016 21:27:06 GMT -5
I hope they find the next clue quickly.
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Post by gapeach on Mar 23, 2016 11:16:49 GMT -5
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Post by doolfan4life on Apr 5, 2016 7:56:22 GMT -5
The suspense is killing me here I can't wait for the next clue  |
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