Alanna's mother paced up and down the front hall, her body tense as she checked her watch for what seemed like the thousandth time in the past five minutes. Her husband sat nervously on the couch, running his hands through his thinnning hair as he glanced at the clock on the mantelpiece, which read 11:33 PM.
"Where could she be? She should have been home hours ago." Mrs Trebond muttered fretfully, staring at the door as though she was willing it to open.
"I think we should call the police. She's been gone for over 6 hours." Mr Trebond walked towards the phone.
"Roger, your a lawyer... you know how the police work. She isn't going to be officially 'missing' until 24 hours have passed."
"Anita, what else am I to do? What if she ran away?"
"I don't know... I just don't know."
"Alanna's a responsible girl. Maybe she decided it was to dark to walk home and decided to stay at a friends house and come home tomorrow."
"We can't take a chance... let's call the police anyway...please."
"You're right." Roger Trebond picked up the phone and dialed 911. As he reported his missing daughter, the agent on the line told him to wait until morning, and if she was still missing, then they should come and report it officially in the morning. He placed the phone back on the hook and related the policeman's advice to his wife. They retired to bed with worried, heavy hearts.
Jessica Hanson blinked sleepily, her eyelids feeling like lead. Slowly, she sat up and looked around her. Confusion filled her as she realised she was in the kitchen. She checked her watch and realised it was just passed 6:00 AM.
"What am I doing in the..."
"Jesssica?" Mrs Hansons voice came out, sleepy and tired.
"Mom? How come we're all in the kitchen?"
Slowly, everyone awoke and the events of a few hours ago came flooding back to them.
"Wow, we must have been really tired, huh?!" Avery said, surprised.
Walker and Diana Hanson suddenly noticed that their three eldest sons were not with them. They exchanged looks of concern as they checked the rest of the house and came up empty handed.
"Maybe they woke up before us and decided to go for a walk to clear their heads?" Walker said hopefully. Diana shook her head, filled with concern.
"Something's wrong Walker. I feel sure of it. Call the police, please. I"m positive something's happened to them." Her maternal instinct in full swing, her face pictured the worry she felt.
"Hello? I'd like to report..." As Walker described the events of the previous evening and the morning. The rest of the family sat on the couch, each face mirroring the others' expressions. They were asked to come down to the station at 10:00 AM to give a full statement in.
At 6:00 AM, Jenny, Rayne's personal maid, knocked on her bedroom door saying, "Miss? Your parents are on the phone."
When she received no response, she opened the door to wake her up. What she saw in front of her filled her with dismay. The window was open, the desk was a mess, which was never the case, and the bed looked as though it hadn't been slept in. She ran to Rayne's brother's room, panic mounting. The same was true of his room... the window was open, the bed a mess but evidently not slept in. She called to the butler in a frenzy. As he took in what she said, his face went white. He took it upon himself to inform Mr and Mrs Philips that their children were missing. He was ordered to report it to the police immediately. They made plans to meet in New York and head back to Tulsa together from there.
"Hello? My name is Vincent Vincenzo. I hold the postion of chief butler at the Philips' residence. I would like to report that Miss Rayne Philips and Master Thom Philips are missing..."
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