I need to see a doctor now. I think I may be having a miscarriage.” She informed.
The nurse quickly found her a wheelchair and wheeled her back to an exam room. She then obtained blood and urine specimens for necessary testing. Soon there was a knock at the door.
“Ms. Haines, how are you feeling?” the doctor asked.
“I’m fine doctor but how is my baby?”
“He’s fine but I’m ordering bed rest until you’ve seen your OBGYN. You need to make an appointment as soon as possible.”
“Yes sir, I will; thank you so much. I was so scared. I thought I was having a miscarriage. Thank you again doctor.”
Carmen was relieved to learn that her baby was fine and healthy. She couldn’t bear the thought of losing him this far into her pregnancy. Suddenly she remembered her meeting with Amy.
“Officer Smith please, this is Carmen Haines. I have some information concerning Dexter’s kidnapping.”
There was a short pause on the line as she was placed on hold.
“Officer Smith here, how can I help you?”
“I spoke with one of the guest at my wedding; she remembers seeing an older model mustang pull out of the back alley behind the church. The driver was a female. Carol Avery drives a car fitting that description.”
“I’ll run her through the system and see if we can return a positive ID on her tag plates and issue an APB. Good work Carmen, I’ll keep you informed.” He promised.
Carmen was relieved, police would soon be closing in on Carol and Dexter would return to her. Then it hit her; what if Dexter was dead, causing her to shudder at the thought. How could she live without him? He had to be alive and well.
Chapter Seven
A week had gone by and not a single new lead had surfaced in Dexter’s case. No one had seen him or Carol Avery. More than likely Carol had read the papers and discovered her picture to be in connection with Dexter’s kidnapping as she was the number one suspect in the case. Police were offering a cash reward to anyone who could lead them to her, causing Carol to be extremely cautious not to reveal her true identity.
Dexter was contemplating his next escape attempt with obvious uncertainty. Carol was a sick-minded, yet highly intelligent person and was to be dealt with very carefully. He had to find a way to regain her trust; it wouldn’t be easy.
“I need to go to the bathroom please.” Dexter said.
“I’m coming with you and don’t do anything stupid; I still have my gun.” Carol warned, pointing it at him.
He stood up and went towards the
bathroom, Carol closely following. She was taking no chance on his trying to escape again.
“I need you to untie my hands; I can’t go with them tied up.”
“I’m warning you Dexter, I’ll shoot you if you try anything funny.” She told him, untying his hands.
When he finished his business, Carol immediately reached for the rope.
“Can’t you leave them loose for a while? My wrists are sore, I won’t try anything, I promise. I’m not stupid, you have a gun and besides I’ve already tried that route once and failed miserably. I’m tired of fighting with you.”
“It’s about time you figured out who’s in control here. Okay, you get one chance, you understand.”
“What’s for dinner? I’m starved.”
“What about meatloaf and mashed potatoes?”
“That sounds great.”
Carol went into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Dexter’s first instinct was to run out the front door but he fought the urge as he knew he could never make it to safety before Carol put a bullet in him. He would eventually reclaim his freedom but now wasn’t the time, he had to be patient.
“Dinner’s ready.” Carol called.
Dexter went to the kitchen.
“Smells great, Carol, and it looks good too.” He said sitting down at the table.
“Hey, you think we can catch some television tonight? A Walk to Remember is coming on at eight.”
“I suppose we could do that; I do love that movie.”
They quietly finished
The nurse quickly found her a wheelchair and wheeled her back to an exam room. She then obtained blood and urine specimens for necessary testing. Soon there was a knock at the door.
“Ms. Haines, how are you feeling?” the doctor asked.
“I’m fine doctor but how is my baby?”
“He’s fine but I’m ordering bed rest until you’ve seen your OBGYN. You need to make an appointment as soon as possible.”
“Yes sir, I will; thank you so much. I was so scared. I thought I was having a miscarriage. Thank you again doctor.”
Carmen was relieved to learn that her baby was fine and healthy. She couldn’t bear the thought of losing him this far into her pregnancy. Suddenly she remembered her meeting with Amy.
“Officer Smith please, this is Carmen Haines. I have some information concerning Dexter’s kidnapping.”
There was a short pause on the line as she was placed on hold.
“Officer Smith here, how can I help you?”
“I spoke with one of the guest at my wedding; she remembers seeing an older model mustang pull out of the back alley behind the church. The driver was a female. Carol Avery drives a car fitting that description.”
“I’ll run her through the system and see if we can return a positive ID on her tag plates and issue an APB. Good work Carmen, I’ll keep you informed.” He promised.
Carmen was relieved, police would soon be closing in on Carol and Dexter would return to her. Then it hit her; what if Dexter was dead, causing her to shudder at the thought. How could she live without him? He had to be alive and well.
Chapter Seven
A week had gone by and not a single new lead had surfaced in Dexter’s case. No one had seen him or Carol Avery. More than likely Carol had read the papers and discovered her picture to be in connection with Dexter’s kidnapping as she was the number one suspect in the case. Police were offering a cash reward to anyone who could lead them to her, causing Carol to be extremely cautious not to reveal her true identity.
Dexter was contemplating his next escape attempt with obvious uncertainty. Carol was a sick-minded, yet highly intelligent person and was to be dealt with very carefully. He had to find a way to regain her trust; it wouldn’t be easy.
“I need to go to the bathroom please.” Dexter said.
“I’m coming with you and don’t do anything stupid; I still have my gun.” Carol warned, pointing it at him.
He stood up and went towards the
bathroom, Carol closely following. She was taking no chance on his trying to escape again.
“I need you to untie my hands; I can’t go with them tied up.”
“I’m warning you Dexter, I’ll shoot you if you try anything funny.” She told him, untying his hands.
When he finished his business, Carol immediately reached for the rope.
“Can’t you leave them loose for a while? My wrists are sore, I won’t try anything, I promise. I’m not stupid, you have a gun and besides I’ve already tried that route once and failed miserably. I’m tired of fighting with you.”
“It’s about time you figured out who’s in control here. Okay, you get one chance, you understand.”
“What’s for dinner? I’m starved.”
“What about meatloaf and mashed potatoes?”
“That sounds great.”
Carol went into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Dexter’s first instinct was to run out the front door but he fought the urge as he knew he could never make it to safety before Carol put a bullet in him. He would eventually reclaim his freedom but now wasn’t the time, he had to be patient.
“Dinner’s ready.” Carol called.
Dexter went to the kitchen.
“Smells great, Carol, and it looks good too.” He said sitting down at the table.
“Hey, you think we can catch some television tonight? A Walk to Remember is coming on at eight.”
“I suppose we could do that; I do love that movie.”
They quietly finished
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