Chapter.One
...Read the intro first!
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Chapter 1
Officer Kacie Bucka leaned back in the black, leather office chair with a squeak. He stretched his arms back and lifted his hat to run his fingers through his hair, then placed the hat back on his head. Resting his elbow up on the arm of the chair, he rubbed his forehead. Kacie sighed softly and rocked back and forth watching the phone. Why wouldn't it ring? He looked at the clock, it was late. As soon as he thought the phone wouldn't ring, it did. He didn't want to rush and pick it up so he let it ring a couple of times, then picked it up.
"Good evening, you've reached the P..." Before he could finish, a woman cried out through the reciever.
"My son is missing! I can't find him anywhere. I've called all his friends, the school, all the places where he hangs out, and no sign of him!" She continued on an on not able to stop talking.
"Ma'am! Please calm down and tell me..."
"Tell you what! I don't know anything right now! I'm a widow with two sons and I can't find one of them! I can't believe this is happening. I don't know what I did, he didn't even say goodbye or anything!" She began to talk to herself and become hysterical."Matthew, what did I do?"
"Please calm down and breathe for a moment..." There was silence as the woman took a long deep breath. "Thank you. NOw tell me. When was the last time you saw him?"
"Ummm...I don't know..." The woman took a minute to think. "The three of us - Kylie, Matthew, and I - had breakfast together this morning before I brought Matt to school. And then he called and said he was going to visit his father after school." She paused.
"Then he's probably off somewhere with his Dad." Kacie couldn't believe that after the whole time of waiting for someone to call and end the deafening silence in the office, he was stuck with a hysterical woman.
"My husband is dead!"
"Oh, sorry miss...I didn't mean to..."
"I know...Matthew was just...So close to his father." She sniffled. "By any chance, could you come over? Maybe search his room for clues or whatever you guys do." She choked out a small chuckle. "Sounds ridiculous. I won't check his room because it would be a violation of our trust code."
He let out a little laugh as well to lighten the mood. "Of course. What is your address?"
"55 Beach Street."
"I'll be right there." They both hung up and Kacie jumped into the squad car. *55 Beach Street...Isn't that where...Matt...Matt Firan.* He knew the boy that had run away. After picking Matt and his friend up in the middle of the night so many times, Bucka knew the route by heart. So many times he'd find that Matt had gotten himself in trouble. The boy had actually begun to spend time at the station helping Kacie with filing. Why didn't it register before?
Kacie walked up the paved walkway and knocked on the aqua green door. He heard a younger boy yell to his mom on the other side and saw a blonde head through the top windows. The door opened. The officer automatically placed out his hand.
"Officer Kacie Bucka at your service." When her hand touched his, he finally took a good look at her. She was about 5'8", a little shorter than him, and looked like her son. Her eyes were red and looked soar from crying.
"Katherine Firan, Matthew's mom. Please, come in." She moved to the side, gesturing with her arm fro him to enter. As Kacie did, he took off his hat so as not to be rude. He stopped and waited for Ms. Firan to shut the door and then followed her into the kitchen.
"Would you like something to drink Mr. Bucka? Coffee? Tea?" She sniffled.
"Coffee would be fine thank you." He spun his hat through his fingers looking at the kitchen table, seeing a picture of Matt. He picked it up and saw it was the right kid who hung out at the office.
"Please sit." Katherine sat and put down a cup of coffee for Bucka as he sat as well, putting his hat down. There was an awkward silence as the sipped coffee. Bucka put his mug down and placed his arms on the table to twidle his thumbs, a nervous habit of his.
"I should've registered this before and told you over the phone but I didn't realize it until you told me your address."
"Realized what?" Katherine began to get excited as if Bucka was going to tell her that he found her son.
"Your son, I've brought him home many times for obvious reasons." Katherine smiled, a little embarassed. "Lately though, he's been hanging around the office with me, helping me file."
"He's always been interested in police work. Totally obsessed with Cops." She smiled again then sipped her coffee.
There was another awkward pause until the officer stood up. With this, Katherine stood as well. "So where is Matt's room?"
Katherine pointed to a door under the stairs that led to the second floor. "He moved into the basement. His father and he fixed it up nicely."
The officer walked over to it and opened the door and looked down at the small set of stairs that led down. He flicked on the lights and headed down to Matt's room.
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Chapter 1
Officer Kacie Bucka leaned back in the black, leather office chair with a squeak. He stretched his arms back and lifted his hat to run his fingers through his hair, then placed the hat back on his head. Resting his elbow up on the arm of the chair, he rubbed his forehead. Kacie sighed softly and rocked back and forth watching the phone. Why wouldn't it ring? He looked at the clock, it was late. As soon as he thought the phone wouldn't ring, it did. He didn't want to rush and pick it up so he let it ring a couple of times, then picked it up.
"Good evening, you've reached the P..." Before he could finish, a woman cried out through the reciever.
"My son is missing! I can't find him anywhere. I've called all his friends, the school, all the places where he hangs out, and no sign of him!" She continued on an on not able to stop talking.
"Ma'am! Please calm down and tell me..."
"Tell you what! I don't know anything right now! I'm a widow with two sons and I can't find one of them! I can't believe this is happening. I don't know what I did, he didn't even say goodbye or anything!" She began to talk to herself and become hysterical."Matthew, what did I do?"
"Please calm down and breathe for a moment..." There was silence as the woman took a long deep breath. "Thank you. NOw tell me. When was the last time you saw him?"
"Ummm...I don't know..." The woman took a minute to think. "The three of us - Kylie, Matthew, and I - had breakfast together this morning before I brought Matt to school. And then he called and said he was going to visit his father after school." She paused.
"Then he's probably off somewhere with his Dad." Kacie couldn't believe that after the whole time of waiting for someone to call and end the deafening silence in the office, he was stuck with a hysterical woman.
"My husband is dead!"
"Oh, sorry miss...I didn't mean to..."
"I know...Matthew was just...So close to his father." She sniffled. "By any chance, could you come over? Maybe search his room for clues or whatever you guys do." She choked out a small chuckle. "Sounds ridiculous. I won't check his room because it would be a violation of our trust code."
He let out a little laugh as well to lighten the mood. "Of course. What is your address?"
"55 Beach Street."
"I'll be right there." They both hung up and Kacie jumped into the squad car. *55 Beach Street...Isn't that where...Matt...Matt Firan.* He knew the boy that had run away. After picking Matt and his friend up in the middle of the night so many times, Bucka knew the route by heart. So many times he'd find that Matt had gotten himself in trouble. The boy had actually begun to spend time at the station helping Kacie with filing. Why didn't it register before?
Kacie walked up the paved walkway and knocked on the aqua green door. He heard a younger boy yell to his mom on the other side and saw a blonde head through the top windows. The door opened. The officer automatically placed out his hand.
"Officer Kacie Bucka at your service." When her hand touched his, he finally took a good look at her. She was about 5'8", a little shorter than him, and looked like her son. Her eyes were red and looked soar from crying.
"Katherine Firan, Matthew's mom. Please, come in." She moved to the side, gesturing with her arm fro him to enter. As Kacie did, he took off his hat so as not to be rude. He stopped and waited for Ms. Firan to shut the door and then followed her into the kitchen.
"Would you like something to drink Mr. Bucka? Coffee? Tea?" She sniffled.
"Coffee would be fine thank you." He spun his hat through his fingers looking at the kitchen table, seeing a picture of Matt. He picked it up and saw it was the right kid who hung out at the office.
"Please sit." Katherine sat and put down a cup of coffee for Bucka as he sat as well, putting his hat down. There was an awkward silence as the sipped coffee. Bucka put his mug down and placed his arms on the table to twidle his thumbs, a nervous habit of his.
"I should've registered this before and told you over the phone but I didn't realize it until you told me your address."
"Realized what?" Katherine began to get excited as if Bucka was going to tell her that he found her son.
"Your son, I've brought him home many times for obvious reasons." Katherine smiled, a little embarassed. "Lately though, he's been hanging around the office with me, helping me file."
"He's always been interested in police work. Totally obsessed with Cops." She smiled again then sipped her coffee.
There was another awkward pause until the officer stood up. With this, Katherine stood as well. "So where is Matt's room?"
Katherine pointed to a door under the stairs that led to the second floor. "He moved into the basement. His father and he fixed it up nicely."
The officer walked over to it and opened the door and looked down at the small set of stairs that led down. He flicked on the lights and headed down to Matt's room.
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