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Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen

Jacob and Jaxon drove to Nathan Caldwell’s house. When they knocked on the door, a woman in her early 50’s answered the door.

“Can I help you?”

“Yes, ma’am. I’m Detective Alexander, and this is Detective Strong of the Avalon Police Department. We’re looking for Nathan Caldwell. Is he at home?”

“What has he done?”

“Nothing ma’am. We just need to ask him a few questions.”

“I guess it would be okay. Come in, and I’ll go get him.”

They entered the house. “Thank you.” They looked around the room while they waited for Nathan.

A young man came down the stairs. “Hello, officers.”

“You’re Nathan Caldwell?”

“Yes. My mother told me you had some questions for me?”

“Have a seat. You and Sarah McBride were friends, correct?”

“Yes, sir. We had been friends since high school, but after we graduated, she seemed to drift away. She started drinking heavily. I begged her to stop, but she wouldn’t, so I followed her to the club the night she went missing.

I didn’t let her see me because she would’ve been pissed, but I kept an eye on her. Everything was fine until she started talking to this tall Mexican dude. I heard what they were saying, and they were smiling. It was a civil conversation at first, but then it turned bad. He said that she owed a lot of money. The Mexican turned toward me for a moment and I saw what I thought was a gun, so I was going to go get her when they both stood up. He led her away at gun point.”

“You’re sure the male you saw Sarah with was of Mexican decent?” Jacob asked while Jax wrote everything down.

“Oh, yes, sir. I followed them out of the club. I watched them get into a limo. Later that night while I was watching the news, they were doing a news piece on Avalon City’s most wanted, and the Mexican I saw Sarah with was on that list. I’m sure of it.”

Jacob whispered to Jaxon. “That’s not what Armstrong told us.”

Jaxon nodded and continued to write in her notepad.

“So, Nathan, is that what you told Detective Armstrong?”


“You’re sure, Nathan?”

“Yeah, I told him that she and that Mexican dude were together. I told him that he stood about 5’10” and maybe 280 pounds, give or take. He was wearing a very colorful button-up-shirt and black slacks.”

“Did you see anything else, Nathan?” It doesn’t matter what it is. Anything can help us find her.”

Nathan thought for a few moments. “Actually, there is one more thing. I did see the big Mexican dude talking to a couple other guys just before he walked up to Sarah. The two other guys left right after he started talking to her.”

“Thank you, Nathan. You have been a big help.”

“Sir, are you going to find Sarah?”

“We’re going to try, Nathan.”

“Thank you, sir.”

Jacob nodded in response as they got up to leave. “Sounds like Armstrong might be on the other side. Perhaps on The Leaders’ payroll.”

“Jake, drop me off at the station. I want to check something out on my computer.”

“All right. I need to show Megan where Rachel is buried. I owe her that much because she has been so patient and supportive.”

“She loves you, and you love her.”

Jacob smiled as he dropped Jaxon off at headquarters.

Jacob pulled into his driveway, expecting Kaleb to run out of the house to meet him, but Kaleb didn’t appear. Jacob became concerned. He pulled his pistol and walked in the house.

“Sweetheart, I’m home. Where is Kaleb?”

“He’s at your parents’ house visiting. Why, baby?”

“Uh, just checking. He didn’t come out to meet me.” Seeing that everything was fine, Jake put his gun away and then put his gun belt in the usual spot. “Hey Meg, what are ya doing?”

“Come into the kitchen and find out.” A little giggle escaped her lips.

Jacob walked into the kitchen and found the answer to his question. His sweetheart stood at the oven making cookies, wearing only an apron.

She turned around and smiled at her husband. “Like what you see tiger?”

Jacob stood there dumbfounded and just stared at Megan.

“Well? Do you like what you see, Jake?”

“I do indeed, my love.” He started to kiss her passionately, running his hands all over her body, feeling her curves and smooth skin.

Megan’s breathing increased as she started undoing Jacob’s shirt and led him into the family room. She playfully pushed him into the easy chair.

A little while later as they lay in each other’s arms. Jacob gently tilted Megan’s chin so he could softly kiss her on the forehead. "There's something I would like to show you."

“All right. Let me put some clothes on.”

She stood up and headed upstairs to the bedroom, Jacob followed

As they traveled, Megan glanced down and saw a file folder beside Jacob,

“So, where are we headed to, baby?”

“You remember my dream, right?”


“Well, I thought that you and Kaleb would like to get to know Rachel and Isaac. I’m taking you to where they were buried.”

Jacob handed her the folder. “What’s this?”

“This will help you get to know them better.”

“You seem different, Jake. In a good way.” She opened the folder. Inside were several newspaper clippings, about the murder and the ongoing investigation. There was a picture of a young woman.

Megan turned to Jacob. “She’s very beautiful.”

“Yeah, she was.”

She sat the picture aside and read the copy of Rachel’s obituary.

“So, Rachel was originally from Ireland, huh?”

“Yeah, she had the cutest Irish accent, but she was always trying to hide that. She wanted to sound like everyone else, but I told her to be herself and that I loved her accent. Her parents are still in Ireland. I email them once or twice a month.”

“How old were you when you met Rachel?”

“I was twenty-four and she was nineteen. Her parents thought I was too old for her, but she didn’t care. She had always told her parents that age didn’t matter because she cared for me deeply, and that trumped age.”

Jacob pulled up to the cemetery and stopped the Jeep. He took a deep breath to steady his nerves. Megan caught him, so she took his hand and smiled at him. They got Kaleb out of his seat and proceeded to walk to the grave.

On one side of the marker was etched a picture of a little boy praying, on the other side, a female angel with her arms open.

“The marker is very beautiful, Jacob.”

Jacob only nodded as he stares down at the marker. Megan put her arm around his shoulders and hugged him.

Kaleb walked up to see what his parents were looking at.

“What is that, D-d-d-addy?

Jacob struggles on what to tell his son, and glances at Megan for help. Megan kneels down to talk to Kaleb,

“Daddy’s friend died and this is where they buried her and her son.”

“What was D-d-daddy’s friends name Mommy?”

“Her name’s Rachel and the baby’s name is Isaac.”

Kaleb looked up at his dad. “Sorry your friend and her baby d-d-died D-d-daddy.”

Jacob picked up Kaleb and hugged him close. “Thanks, Bubba.”

They stood there for a moment longer then walked back to the jeep hand-in-hand, and headed back into town.

Megan turned to Jacob. “Is this the town you and Rachel lived in?”

“No, but I knew I wouldn’t be going back to that town. I know the person who keeps up this cemetery and he let me bury her here. There was a lot of paperwork involved, and I had to cash in a few favors, but it was important to me so I did what I had to, to get her moved.”

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