Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Columbia.”

“So it sounds like Dad got involved in something he shouldn’t have?” Drew asked the question we were all thinking.

“Yes, we still aren’t sure if they were kidnapped or murdered, but since it’s been close to a month since they have been seen, My dad thinks that this isn’t a kidnapping. I’m so sorry, guys.” Patrick sighs, looking at the four brothers.

All four look resigned and will probably never see their dad again. I just feel numb. While I did not love my mother or stepfather, I felt terrible for the guys because I knew they loved their father. Setting my plate on the coffee table, I reached a hand out to Mike and Drew, who were sitting on either side of me, and they both smiled at me gratefully. I glanced over at the twin who sat beside each other, their heads together, whispering. When Josh looked up, he saw me watching him and gave me a head nod, letting me know they were okay.

“So what do we do now?” I asked Patrick, who sighed before answering my question.

“No one wants to be involved in any of the South American drug cartels; in fact, my dads have worked very hard to keep them away from the city. Jamie said he would stay there for a couple more days, and if he didn’t come up with anything, he would alert the local authorities and let them know they were missing. From there, it will be up to the locals to find them, and we will go from there. My parents did want to make sure you guys were okay financially, though?” Patrick finished.

“Yes, we all have bank cards for the family account, plus the credit cards Dad gave us. Other than that, we also each have trust funds from our mom that are set up to give us a monthly allowance until we reach twenty–five, and then we have access to the whole thing. Drew explained.

“Em, did Dad give you a bank card?” Mike asked, looking at me.

“Yes, I have one, though I haven’t had a chance to use it yet since I’m always with one of

you.”

“Okay, so we are good money–wise, and as far as I know, all the bills are set up to be automatically paid. We will keep an eye on the mail just in case, but all of that should be taken care of Drew assured us.

“Okay, good. I will tell my parents that and promise that if anything is okay, we will let them know,” Patrick said as he pulled out his phone and texted his parents. When he put his phone away, we all looked at each other. There was nothing else we could do from here until we heard from Jamie again, so Drew encouraged us to finish dinner. We went back to eating as he picked up the remote and picked a random movie to fill the silence.