On Your Knees, Don

n a very dangerous path. Only God knows where it will lead you. At lea

n's last words before I left the club last night bang

ous path. You will not like the ou

e weight and dread in

ng at him with a deadly glare and comp

bold. So un

t you are talking

me last night, so definitely, you know something, so speak the fuck up!" I am squea

You are losing your mind. You are becoming so paranoid, trying to co

ly?" I ask, unable to cra

he is against me investigating this. And how coincidental

the same words that you heard from some fucking stranger that I didn't even know you met? And what exactly do you presume I know,

t him who is acting paranoid now? I didn't insinuate anything even somewhat analogous to what he was imply

Are we done here? Like, is he contemplating leaving right now? Like this? "In case you have forgotten, I run a shipping

art, and I think it tore i

nsult you. I

is as good as an insult, and I won't have any o

ter that is missing. I have to do all this and much more to find her. Why can't you understand my

me to break down.

s or not. Decide whether you will stop going after criminals, which isn't part of your job

ike my grief means nothing to him. Like he can't see my pain at all. Or like no

he has to say "Then I am sorry, Dan!" I speak, stopping him at the door. He turns around, and our eyes lock. "There is no stopping for me until

ll out of me. Then he adds again. "I wish you all the luck i

e floating in a quagmire of pain and incredulity. I didn'

is words, his action

walks over to me. Seems like sh

shoulder since my sister disappeared. My sister is missing, the only family that I have, and my fiancé o

but I am doing my be

ust go heat your coffee. It will be a good remedy," Mary says

t have ask

fee instead of her co

ne acting so