“Hello Sheriff, my name is Oliver Santiago. I am calling from Humble, TX. My daughter and her friends are in your neck of the woods. I haven’t heard from her in nearly three days. Something isn’t right!”
“Slow down Mr. Santiago. Do you know where they were staying? Are they here on business or pleasure?”
“It’s an Air BNB. I’m sorry, I don’t know the name of it. She did send me a picture. She said the place was beautiful and wanted to share it with her old Pops. If you give me your email address, I can send it to you. Maybe you will be able to recognize it. The place sits under Shasta and behind a Church. Ever since she was a child, she dreamed of climbing that mountain. The trip was a graduation gift from her Mother and I. She made all the plans, we provided the funding.”
“Sure, I understand. I’m going to put you on a brief hold.”
“I’m back now Mr. Santiago. I think I have it, let’s see…. Ah yes, I know the place and rather well. That’s the Hildebrandt home; Lovely piece of property. Give me your contact information and hers. I’m sure there’s nothing to worry about. You know how kids can be. I will ride out there and check around. I’ll give you a call back as soon as I lay eyes on ‘em.”
“Thank you Sheriff.”
“Oh and Mr. Santiago, one last thing. Folks around here don’t send their eighteen- year- old daughters out on adventures across state lines. You may want to reconsider next time you and your wife come up with such a brilliant idea. Good day, Sir.”
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“Sheriff Hildebrandt?”
“What now Roy?”
“Can I just take one selfie with the girl, Please? The pretty one?”
THE END
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