The Hockey Star’s Remorse

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The afternoon sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow in Aria’s cozy living room. Timothy sat on the edge of the couch, frustration etched on his face as he ran a hand through his hair. The hunt for Bruce felt like trying to catch smoke with bare hands- elusive and impossible.

“Any ideas?” Timothy asked, his voice taut with urgency.

Aria, perched on the arm of an adjacent chair, chewed her lip in thought. “Evie was pretty vague about where she lived, right? She only mentioned the town.”

Lucas, reclined on the floor, frowned as he considered. “Yeah, she was pretty cryptic about it. Didn’t give specifics.”

Timothy’s mind raced. The mention of the town triggered a distant memory, a fleeting recollection from the past. He paused, eyes widening as realization dawned on him. “Wait… that town. I’ve been there before.”

Aria and Lucas exchanged glances, curiosity evident in their expressions. “You have?” Aria leaned forward, her eyes locking onto Timothy’s.

He nodded, a surge of determination rising within him. “Evie’s old home. I visited it once, a long time ago. That might be where Bruce is hiding.”

Without wasting another moment, Timothy rushed back to his car and sped off. The drive was tense, silence hanging heavy in the air as he navigated the winding roads toward the town etched in his memory.

Arriving in the quaint town, memories flooded back to Timothy. The streets seemed frozen in time, unchanged from his last visit. He directed the car through the familiar lanes, the anticipation building with each passing moment.

Eventually, he came upon that familiar little home. It didn’t have the same foreboding aura that it once carried. There were delicate little decorations in the yard, the grass was cut, and the walls were painted a delicate blue.

As he stepped out of the car, the weight of uncertainty bore down on him. He approached the door and rang the doorbell. A few moments passed before the door creaked open, revealing a middle–aged woman peering at him curiously.

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carried a cautious tone, eyes narrowing slightly

sorry to bother you. I was wondering if a man named Bruce lives here?” Timothy asked, trying to hide the urgency in

woman furrowed her brows, shaking her head in response. “I’m afraid not. No one by

for words, desperation clawing at his chest. “Did… by any chance, do you know someone named Evie? She might have

house years ago, and it was never owned by an Evie. They found the place completely

heart sank deeper, the sense of hopelessness engulfing him. He managed a weak smile, trying to mask his

tighten in his stomach. He had been so certain, grasping at straws in his search for Evie. The realization that he had hit yet another dead

with a flood of emotions. The frustration of chasing shadows mixed with the overwhelming concern for Evie. The sun

front of his apartment building, Timothy parked the car and let

Timothy pulled out his phone and dialed the emergency line. The call connected, and he jumped right

a missing person report,” Timothy said..

be dispatched to take the report. Moments stretched into an agonizing wait, each second ticking by like an eternity. Finally, the arrival of a police car disrupted the quiet

urgency palpable in his words. He recounted everything he knew, from Evie’s unexplained absence to the elusive connection with Bruce.

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Reynolds listened attentively, her expression reflecting a mix of concern and determination. “We’ll do everything we can to locate Evie, Mr. Timothy. Our team will

of hope flickering within him despite the overwhelming sense of defeat. As the officer returned to her car to initiate the investigation, Timothy

unease settled within him. He needed clarity, needed to act. Bruce could’ve been doing anything to

he noticed her walking toward her

turned, her eyes frantic. “Hey, Timothy. Did you

nothing. The current owner of Evie’s old home doesn’t know