The similarities between her and the young girl he used to know were staggering. But her name hadn’t been Dinah. That’s what was making him second guess himself. If it was her, why would she give a different name? And how would Pete not recognize her? He was close with that family, there was no way he wouldn’t see it too.Maybe he was wrong then, he thought. It was possible the two just looked a lot alike. It was just…it nagged at him. He always trusted his gut, and right now his gut was telling him something was definitely off. He tried ignoring it the whole night, but every time he looked at her it was there. He needed to find out if it was possible. He didn’t know the implications if it was her, but he knew it couldn’t be good.“I’m going to step out for a sec,” he told Tracey, the other bartender working. He walked outside and stepped into the darkened doorway of the bakery next door. Taking a quick look around, just to be sure, he pulled out the cell phone hidden in his pocket and keyed in the General’s number.
