“D-did you say it was your Daughter who was missing?” Alisa asked, her voice taught.
The Woman looked down at her angrily. “Yes, My daughter, Camora. She left with that McArthur boy this morning and never returned, it’s four now, she said she’d be home at noon.”
Alisa drew an uneasy breath. “Where did she say that they were going?”
The woman waved her hand, she obviously found any child other than her precious daughter annoying and childish. “I don’t know a walk then a picnic somewhere I think. Officer, can you please send a search party for my dear Camora?” she plead.
“I think that’s a little much at this stage, wouldn’t it be best to wait until tomorrow, maybe she likes the McArthur boy more than she admits.” The woman’s eyes widened in horror.
“TO EVEN SUGGEST !” she huffed and turned to the door. “The higher ups will be getting a note.
Alisa shook her head then turned to the officer, “Um, where do the McArthurs live?” she asked.
“415 Semela lane”
Alisa nodded and headed towards the address