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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help you?” Her voice carried a cautious tone, eyes narrowing

I was wondering if a man named Bruce lives here?” Timothy asked,

furrowed her brows, shaking her head in response. “I’m

despair washed over Timothy. His shoulders slumped as he searched for words, desperation clawing at his chest. “Did… by any chance, do you know someone named Evie? She might

No, I moved into this house years ago, and it was never owned by an Evie. They

a weak smile,

certain, grasping at straws in his search for Evie. The realization that he had hit yet another dead end weighed heavily on him, a deep sense of failure gnawing at

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

Pulling up in front of

The call connected, and he jumped right into his explanation,

to file a missing

wait, each second ticking by like an eternity. Finally, the arrival of a police car disrupted

the details, the sense of urgency palpable in his words. He recounted everything he knew, from Evie’s

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

Reynolds, a glimmer of hope flickering within him despite the overwhelming sense of defeat. As the officer returned to her car to initiate the investigation, Timothy was left alone with his thoughts,

a sense of unease settled within him. He needed clarity, needed to act. Bruce could’ve been doing anything to Evie, and Timothy felt useless

noticed her

eyes frantic. “Hey, Timothy. Did

features. “No, nothing. The current owner of Evie’s