Martin Scromski broke into the broadcast, and began the show most people were waiting for.
“Hello and good evening. Tonight is going to be a whopper. If you haven’t heard, Eve Hart is set to call into the studio tonight.” The newsman turned to Jonathan. “I have here with me Jonathan Hart who of course, needs no introduction. Jonathan, how long has it been since you spoke to your wife?”
“Oh, Martin. It seems like weeks ago, but it was actually last Thursday. We had a dinner party that night, but of course, you know what happened after that. Everything was going well. We had company for dinner, but soon after we ate, she just snapped in front of me and my friends. She took the car and drove off never to be seen again.”
“This must be hard for you, I mean for her to be missing and then find out that she’s the one that turned you into the police. The Latino Town police, I might add.”
Jonathan blew a breath of air from his mouth and nodded, “My life has been turned upside down since she left, but you know, Martin? I don’t care. I miss her and our boys miss her. We just want her to come home again so we can be together and heal. I mean, not just us, but this whole situation. I believe that we’re all fighting over a misunderstanding. I mean, the reports and video don’t lie. That dead woman was found on the bus. But, you have to understand, my Eve was friendly with her. And since she’s been under a lot of stress lately, I think that’s why she contrived this ludicrous story.”
“Jonathan, if I could. I am sorry to interrupt, but I’m being told that the call is coming in. It’s being broadcast via a computer line, but we have it coming through speakers so we can all listen in.”
“Jonathan?” He could hear her voice, he wore his best acting face to appear compassionate to the viewers.
“Honey, is that you? Are you ok? Eve, honey, where are you?”
“Where are my boys, Jonathan? You told me they would be with you.”
Jonathan’s earpiece sounded off with a voice telling him that he needed to keep her on longer, that they were close to having her coordinates.
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