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      The Jury - Chapter Three
      
      
      by
      
      Amy Sorensen
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      

"Not another one, Emma?"
"I’m afraid so." PC Parker told Inspector 
Goode. 
"You’ve given out warnings to the public, 
haven’t you?"
"Yeah, some people just don’t believe this 
kind of thing will happen to them. It’s terrible."
"I know. Look, you’re going out to the 
McCarthy’s house today, aren’t you?"
"Yeah, that’s right." 
"Well, I’ll come with you. We need to get 
to the bottom of this."
"Thank you, Inspector."
The McCarthys had four children, three daughters and a son. The eldest, a 
daughter, had been reported missing. 
"It was on her way to a friend’s house. She 
set off this morning, at ten o’clock," explained Mr. McCarthy. 
PC Parker glanced at her watch. The gold 
hands told her it was now five minutes to four.
"Eva was supposed to be coming home at two. 
Aimee, her friend, only lives three streets away so I went straight round when 
she didn’t turn up by half past two."
"It, it was awful," began Mrs McCarthy. 
"They said she’d never even arrived!" 
The two parents started talking frantically 
at the same time. Inspector Goode calmed them down and continued the 
questioning. 
PC Parker had had enough. She went outside 
to think. It just didn’t add up. Three kids gone out of the blue. Two of them 
had turned up dead and things did not look hopeful for the other. Eva was only 
eleven years old. If it was true that she hadn’t
even turned up at her friend’s house, she would have been missing for almost six 
hours. Something was seriously wrong and Emma Parker felt helpless in the 
matter. It seemed that all she could do was send out warnings to the local 
schools and parents; apart from that, they’d just have to sit back and wait 
until the killer dropped some clues. 
How many more children would be abducted or 
killed before the killer slipped up? Too many, that’s for sure.

      
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