Series: Missing for Christmas

Christmas Eve, around 5:30 Deputy chief John Lettur rubbed a hand across his exhausted face and then reached for his mug. Lifting it up, he realized that it was empty again, and he sighed. It was only ten minutes to 5:30 p.m., but it had been a little over forty-eight hours since John had been…

Christmas Eve, 5:41 p.m. Detective Kyle Daniel wasn’t the first officer to arrive at the crime scene. Two police cars were parked at the edge of the lawn, because the victim’s house’s small driveway was too crowded. He yanked the keys out of his car’s ignition, took a deep breath, and then shoved open his…

Christmas Eve 5:52 Mrs. Greg started up the stairs in the living room and Daniel and Nates followed close behind. “Did you find anything?” She asked, after clearing her throat. “Not yet.” Nates replied, as he reached the top of the stairs. Mrs. Greg’s shoulders sagged at the news, but she still motioned to a…

Christmas Eve, 5:59 p.m. Jane quickly but calmly pressed a series of buttons onto the keyboard. Suddenly, the noise shut off and the screen switched to that of a desktop. “It’s a virus.” She quickly explained. “Somehow, we got one on this thing, and Dad can’t seem to get it off. Thankfully, there’s a shortcut…

6:04 p.m. “Natalie, you’re still here?” Natalie Flames hurled a silver dart at the board and the rubber tip hit with a thud. “Yeah.” She picked up another and aimed it as her cousin, Nathan, appeared in the doorway with a cup of eggnog in his hand. “I thought you were going to the party…