The force of the storm had doubled since he'd come from the mine office and he sucked in a breath as the wind caught him full in the face. Gulping air, Jake ran to the window but Jack was gone. "Jack!" he yelled. "Jack!" But the drunk was nowhere in sight. Damnation. The street was empty and he had no idea if Jack was lucid or not. Surely he couldn't be. Laura had no reason to be out and, despite his earlier misgivings about her, he trusted her. Wholeheartedly. She wouldn't leave him. So either she was safe at home awaiting his return or someone had taken her. But who'd take her and why- "Hugh!" Jake rushed back inside, nearly barreled into his grandfather. "Did you find him?" "No. But I know Laura, Granddad, and she wouldn't leave me." "No, she wouldn't. What are you going to do?" "Well, we're still only going on the words of a drunk here, so I thought I'd go to Hugh's. I can't think of anyone else who would take her. If Gibbs is there, then we know Jack was just spewing drunken nonsense." "And if he's not there?" The thought scared Jake spitless.
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