Nancy looked at the stairs. She was shocked. She couldn’t believe Frank through he had blacked out. She knew there was a possibility his strange behavior was connected to the victims. She didn’t believe he blacked out. Someone was messing with Frank’s mind.  

She looked at Joe. She could tell he was also shocked by his brother’s behavior. She could see he was as surprised as she was. “Joe, we will figure this out.”  

“Frank’s loss of memory is not good.”  

“You’re right. Frank could be in a lot of danger during his blackouts.”  

“How will we find out?” Joe got to his feet. “Following him is no good. We lose the limousine each time.”  

“Each time you followed the limousine you were in the van, right?” Joe nodded his head. “This time we’ll use the car. More than likely, Frank will be picked up in the limousine again.”  

“Is this going to work?”  

“This is the only way to find out.” Nancy could tell Joe was trying to figure this out. She knew this was the only move they could make.  

“You’re right. This is the only way.”  

“Everything will be okay, Joe. You have to believe that.” Nancy hoped she sounded reassuring, because she was worried. She needed to know if things were really going to be all right.  

* * * * *  

At the end of the school day, Nancy had the rental car parked down the street from the school. She turned the engine off as it began to rain. She was waiting for school to let out.  

As she sat there, she wondered if she was doing the right thing. She wasn’t sure. She didn’t like the idea of spying on Frank, but she knew it was their only way to find out where he was going.  

She picked up the papers off the passenger seat and flipped through them. She had spent most of the day collecting information on all the victims.  

Each of the victims was between age 16 and 22 and closely resembled Frank. As she read the descriptions of the other victims, she felt an uneasiness in the pit of her stomach. She felt Frank was in more danger than they realized.  

She hoped they could keep Frank from getting hurt. She couldn’t picture Frank as the next victim.  

She flipped to another page. All the victims had been acting strangely prior to their deaths. The victims would disappear for hours on end, then couldn’t account for where they’d been. The victims disappeared one last time and were then found in a ditch or alley. All the victims were from caring families. The families wouldn’t accept the victims had committed suicide. All the families wanted to know the truth.  

Nancy set the papers on the seat. She hoped they could be able to figure this out. She had this feeling the strange deaths and Frank’s behavior were connected.  

She looked out the windshield and saw the limousine approaching the school from the opposite direction. The limousine pulled into the school parking lot and stopped. She saw Frank leave the school.  

She picked up the binoculars off the seat and lifted them to her eyes. She focused on Frank. His face was completely relaxed. He moved to the limousine and got in. She looked back at the school steps and saw Joe come out. She could tell from his face that he had seen the limousine. She watched Joe run for the van.  

Nancy set the binoculars down and watched the limousine pull out of the parking lot. She started the car engine. A moment later, the van pulled out behind the limousine. She pulled away from the curb and followed the van.  

She followed the van through town. She saw the limousine make a left turn, but Joe continued on. She made the left turn. She saw the limousine stop in front of a building. The building had 13 floors and was made of brick. There were bushes on both sides of the doors. There were expensive cars parked on the street. The building appeared to be an apartment complex.  

She drove past. She looked in her rearview mirror and saw Frank get out of the limousine. She watched him enter the building. She pulled the car over and stopped.  

She felt pretty good knowing where Frank had been going. She could tell it was getting dark. She knew she needed to get back to the Hardy house since Joe was waiting for her. Glancing back at the building once last time, she knew they had what they needed. She pulled away from the curb.