Shadows In Durango

Chapter 109

*****Vincent's POV*****

I quickly open the first video, my heart pounding as the footage loads. The quality isn't great, but it's enough to make out a street corner not far from here.

The timestamp shows up as around the same time that she must have left here after dinner...

I scan the frame as it begins to play, squinting as shadows shift under the dim streetlights, and then eventually, I see her...

She's walking fast, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, head down. She looks like she's in a hurry-evidently upset after everything that had played out beforehand.

The way she is walking sends another wave of guilt flooding through me knowing that I had caused that. I had caused the distrust and disappointment between us by not just telling her everything before it was too late... "What the hell happened to her?" I mutter under my breath as she disappears out of the cameras view, the video cutting to an abrupt end.

Moving to click on to the second video, it loads up as a clip from outside of the 'Durango Diner' cafe in town, as I perk up and press play. Is this where she went? At least it's somewhere safe...

I watch the footage, as rightly so, Sofia walks down the street, up to the door, pushes it open and goes inside before I can't see anything else of her.

The footage starts to time-lapse quickly after that, showing the time she had spent inside, slowing again to show her leaving the cafe at five to ten, walking off to the left afterwards...

I grab a notepad, as my father remains silent from beside me as I scribble down the name of the cafe along with the time frame that she was in there.

I then quickly grab my phone, pressing to call the one person I didn't want to speak to today... Daryl.

It rings once or twice before he picks up, his voice clearly filled with surprise that I had chose to actually call him of all people.

"Vin?" He asks, as my jaw tenses at hearing him speak for the first time since last night.

"I need you to go to the Durango Diner and see if they have camera footage from inside. Sofia went there last night for over an hour, ask who was on shift and maybe they might know something. Maybe she said something about leaving town? Just find out what you can." I quickly state my instructions, wanting the conversation to be over as soon as humanly possible.

I knew that he was already out in his car looking for her, and that he could get this job done much sooner for me...

after a heavy sigh, he quickly agrees: "Sure." He states, before I remove the phone from

any more than that at the moment... I didn't want to

My father questions the second that I hang up, as I groan at

car so it will be done faster." I state my reasoning as though it were obvious,

another pain in my

video, breathing heavily and hoping to find another clue as to

father hovers over my shoulder, as the second clip is from a different street, one that I recognise

actually on her way to Emma's place? That

the frame, only knowing that it was her from the way she walked due to the poor quality of the dark footage, before she slows in her steps and pauses for a second,

Jaguar from the shape of

fucking clear! I couldn't even see who was driving, whether it was

driver's face no matter how hard I squint or how close I move to the screen, but I see the window roll down before Sofia hesitates for a moment, and my stomach drops as I watch her exchange a few words with the driver. She backs up slowly, which I find to be weird, before the driver side door opens and out

instinctively clench, suddenly feeling defensive, as I wish

panic, but the next thing she does shocks me, as I watch her collapse on to

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I watch the guy pick her up off the pavement, open the

shuts the door before he drives off out

the fuck?!" I yell, feeling flustered from what I

have her right

to a hospital if she collapsed like that, I'll have people go over there to check..." My father offers, his tone void of much emotion. This was worse than I thought... some stranger putting her in to the back of his car after

know

to the last file, which is just an image, showing the side view of the same car, confirming that it was a silver Jag, passing by the park by the looks of

the car on any

with a thousand worst-case scenarios. My hands feel clammy as I run them through my hair, trying to

the street, some guy picking her up and driving off - it's like something out of a nightmare. Who was this guy? And why would she just faint like that? Was she overwhelmed? Exhausted? Drugged maybe?! "Vincent," my father says again, his voice irritatingly calm. "We'll find her. We've already got people

shake my head, still feeling the weight of panic pressing down on me. "This doesn't make any sense. Why would she even stop to talk to this guy? Unless she knew him?" The words spill out before I can stop them, but as soon as they're out, they

the type to