The Guardian

I’m here. I was just trying to figure out how the hell you do that.” She said.
    “Trade secrets, you know.”
    “Right, well, anyway I found out that our boy went to King City Missouri. I’m not sure exactly where that is so I did a map quest. It popped up in the north east part of the state. It’s just North of Kansas City. It’s a straight drive if you follow 40 east then jump on 35 north. You’re looking at a twenty to twenty four hour drive. Depending on your road habits and how you drive. I would say a trucker could make it in considerably less time. They drive like maniacs.”
    “Thanks, that helps. Anything else I should know?”
    “Only that they expected him back in about a week. I told them I was from the courthouse and needed some information from him. It didn’t seem to faze them at all.”
    “Okay, that’s good, thanks. I’ll see what I can do about tracking him down. I’m not sure if it’s worthwhile going out there or just wait for him to return.”
    “Well, you know, if you did go out there and find him, you could feed information to us as to his whereabouts and keep us posted. That would help our surveillance and we would have better control here. Knowing where he is keeps us in control with this situation.”
    “That’s a good point. I’ll get back with you by the end of the day tomorrow. I’ll let you know what I decide to do.”
    “Oh, and before you hang up on me,” Laura threw in, “Don’t you think it would be a good idea for us to have a way of contacting you? That seems only fair don’t you think?”
    “No, not really, but hey, thanks for the concern. I’ll be in touch.”
    The phone went dead, just like it always did. She knew now why John hated that so much. Actually, the more she thought about it the more perturbed she got. Unfortunately, there was nothing they could do about it. As long as he was in touch, things were going smoothly, and they didn’t have any problems with it working well. They would just have to live with it.
    John had heard her on the phone and came in. “Was that our friend, or should I say partner?” He asked.
    “Ya, God that guy is spooky. I was just thinking that we needed a way to get in touch with him. If we were going to be working as partners like this and damn if the phone didn’t ring.”
    “See, now you know how it is with me. And I bet he just hung up on you, no good bye, take care, nothing, right?”
    “Pretty much just like that. But you know John, to be totally fair I think that he has reasons for all his quirky behavior.”
    “Ya, he’s a freaking nut ball.”
    They just laughed about it, sat down, and started going over what they both had. They would work out a plan to stake out the house.
    First thing in the morning, they would meet with Gregory and fill him in on the plans they had made. It made it easier since they had convinced him that working with the Guardian was a plus in their favor. Of course, there was the unwritten agreement that the Guardian was totally alone. If anything came down they would disavow any knowledge of his involvement and they would not assume any responsibility for his actions or repercussions from such.
    The Guardian was okay with that. He had been working on his own anyway. For him, nothing had changed. They were the ones that were living in the corporate, organized, cover your ass world. He preferred it that way.
    Halloway and Griffin got their things mapped out and called a meeting with Smythe and Singletary. Between the four of them they would try to set up a round the clock surveillance on the house, the kids and the mother.
    They considered contacting the father but decided against it. He would get the information when the time came. It was just a bit too early. Besides, the father already had his suspicions and there was no need in getting him anymore excited than he was. It was all just a matter of time.

Chapter 106
    The Guardian got home and took a long hot shower. He fixed a nice meal, put some wood in the fireplace and sat down to make his plans.
    It was a sure bet that Dorsey was nearly in Missouri by now. He’d had a day or better jump on him. He wouldn’t be able to catch him before he got there. The best he could do would be to find him on the other end before he left. Then, all he had to do was follow him back.
    The time on the road wasn’t bothering him. It’s what he was doing once he got there. The down time between his jaunts on the road is what bothered him