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Chapter 43

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The man pulled out a picture from his pocket. He glanced at it, then back at Ike.
"You are Isaac Hanson, aren't you?" he asked. Isaac slowly nodded, a confused look plastered on his face. The man dug through his coat pocket and slipped a folded up, dirty piece of paper out of the one on his right.
"Here," he said, handing it to Ike. "This is for you." I looked at the man, then back at Ike. What was going on? Ike thanked the man and exchanged glances with me. He looked as puzzled as I felt. Taylor tapped his fingers on the table.
"Well?! Are you gonna open it or what?" he finally blurted out. Ike gave him a strange look and slowly unfolded the crumpled piece of paper. His eyes grew wide as his eyes scanned the note.
"It's from Chaz." he whispered. I grabbed the note from him and looked at it for myself. It read:
         Isaac,
    Caitlyn has been asking about you. Only God knows why. I saw you at the hotel. That's why I've decided to leave with Caitlyn. I think she's really going to like Missouri for her short life. She's been asking about Zac as well. Or as she calls him, "Sack." What is with that? Anyway, I just thought I'd let you in on the plan. You shouldn't expect to hear much more from me. So, farewell, have a nice life...and don't worry, Caitlyn's in good hands. You know what they say: only the good die young. See you around.
 
          Yours truly, CHAZ
 
Tears formed in my eyes as I realized the seriousness of the situation. Caitlyn would soon be gone forever if we didn't do something soon. Taylor skimmed the note from over my shoulder. I watched as the color drained from his face to a pale white. I glanced at Ike. He took a deep breath and gulped.
"We need to call Kate and get that train schedule," he mumbled. I nodded, grabbing my phone from my back pocket. I skipped through my contact list and finally came to Kate. It still had the little heart next to it that Kate had added. I smiled, pausing for a second before selecting "send". The ringing of her phone buzzed against my hear.
"Hello?" The sound of her voice took my breath away for a moment as feelings of guilt rushed through me.
"Uh, K-Kate? It's Zac...did you get the train schedule?"
"Yeah, I got it right here...the only train to Missouri is at 2:40 in the afternoon."
"Great!" I yelled out, sounding a tad louder than I had intended.
"Yeah...listen, I'll meet you guys tomorrow at 1:30 at the train station by the ticket window, alright?"
"Sounds good. See you then." With that, I flipped the phone shut and beamed.
"2:40 in the afternoon is the only train to Missouri tomorrow. So, we're meeting Kate there at 1:30 to get everything set up." I explained.
"Good," Isaac said. "Now what do you say we take this home? I'm beat." We all laughed, nodding, and headed out the door. It seemed like a long walk home. I was more tired than I could ever remember being. It had been a long day. We finally reached the apartment building and Natalie and Taylor decided to stay with us for the night. We lazily trudged up the stairs and at last, stumbled through the door of the apartment. I went straight to my room and collapsed into bed. My eyes, heavy, closed slowly as I fell into a deep sleep.

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