Shawnee, Ohio, Tori was last seen...

The clip was followed be a series of codes which indicated the exact microfilm on which the entire article could be found. Two laughed, called out to Rhes, earned a disapproving look from the librarian on duty. Properly mollified, but still grinning, Two beckoned for him to join her. He left his own terminal and leaned over her shoulder.

“Whatcha got?”

“Sounds like maybe our Tori. Almost definitely. Look at the date; thirteen years ago. Gotta be her.”

Rhes agreed. “Let’s get that microfilm.”

The reader was a bulky piece of equipment, and skimming through pages of the New York Times took longer than Two would have liked. Still, it was not long before they came upon the article. Rhes scrolled the film so that the entirety of the text was in view.

Perrault Girl Still Missing

New developments in the possible kidnapping of Ms. Tori Perrault have police baffled. Daughter of Mona and James, of Fort Shawnee, Ohio, Tori was last seen in her dormitory at Syracuse University on March twenty-fourth. Three days after this last sighting, friends reported her apparent disappearance to college authorities. After cursory investigation, university security turned the disappearance over to the Syracuse Police Department. To date, the young woman’s whereabouts are still unknown.

“There are few clues,” Says Officer Andrea Leigh, “For all intents and purposes, it appears that the girl simply ran off. The only indication of foul play is that she seems to have taken nothing with her. No clothes, or cash, or anything else of value.”

“There’s no apparent motive, no ransom demands, no sign of any sort of struggle. We have no indication whether the young lady is even alive or not.” Leigh adds.

The search continues for information on the whereabouts of Tori Perrault. Parties with any such knowledge are strongly encouraged to contact the Syracuse Police Department.

Rhes let out a long breath. “That’s her.”

“Oh yeah. No question. Abraham or Theroen or Melissa showed up, snagged her, and brought her back. Why the hell Abraham chose her, I have no idea.”

“Strange though. What were they doing in Syracuse?”

“Who knows? Abraham traveled, not frequently, but he wasn’t stuck in the mansion. Maybe he caught sight of her on a trip. Maybe he was bored. It’s beyond me to guess what his intentions were.”

Rhes considered this. “I guess it doesn’t matter, at this point. He’s dead, and she’s slowly returning to the point she was at when all of this started. The most important thing now is to find out more about Mona and Frank Perrault, of Ohio, I think.”

Two agreed. That part was comparably easy. The same computers that had led them to the newspaper article could very quickly find addresses, phone listings, anything else they might need. She and Rhes sat down at a terminal, filling in as many blanks as they could. As expected, there were only a few Perraults in Ohio to begin with, and only one couple in Fort Shawnee.

They met with Sarah first. Jake was sitting at her feet. He and Sarah looked up at the same time, before either Two or Rhes had spoken, and she asked if they had found anything. Two laughed. It took some time to get used to the fact that Sarah’s other senses had heightened significantly to make up for her lack of vision. She had heard their feet, even on the library carpet.

“A James and Mona Perrault, of Fort Shawnee, Ohio. It’s them, trust me.”

“Great!”

“Yes. Now we need to make a phone call, I guess. But first I need to talk to Tori.”

They found her where they had left her. Molly was engrossed in a book. Tori, still unable to read very well, was beginning to get bored. When Two walked up to her, she asked if it was time to go.

“Almost. Tori, do you remember your dad?”

“I think so.”

“Was his name James?”

Tori stared blankly. “Dunno.”

“Jim?”

Her eyes lit up. “Yes! Jim! Jim and Mona. Mom and Dad. They live in Fort Shawnee.”

Two rolled her eyes. “Could’a told me that before, Tori, and saved us some time.”

“Sorry, Two.”

“S’okay. You ready to leave?”

“Sure. Where are we going?”

“First, a bank.”

“What’s a bank?”

“It’s a place where I can exchange ten bucks for a bunch of quarters, so I can make a phone call,” Two replied. Behind her, Rhes laughed.

* * *

The phone was picked up on the third ring, and a man’s voice answered. “Hello?”

“Mr. Jim Perrault?” Two was nervous, playing with the phone cord and tapping her feet. She really had no plan for how