“No. The house is well built and the dojo is soundproofed. We didn’t hear a thing,” Jordan said, tears in her eyes. “How can they just be gone?”
“Go by my house first,” Brian said, giving directions. “That would be their first stop. Heath knew Dad was there.”
They knew something was wrong before they arrived. Police cars, lights flashing, lined the road. The house stood with all the doors and windows open, lights blazing. A smell of fire lingered in the air, but nothing was burning.
Brian leaped out of the truck before Andre came to a full stop. He ran up to the nearest police officer.
“I’m Brian Casey, I…
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