carefully, wrapping his hand inside his dress shirt, with a mighty punch the glass was broken. Turning the knob, he was inside detective arnolds office, his hunches had been correct, detective arnold, was the first law enforcement on the scene of the house fire, he was responsible for the collection of important evidence,   important to the case. Going through all the files on his desk, a certain letter stood out grabbing his attention, picking up the piece of paper examining it more closely, the letter was addressed to the reynolds. Reading the letter, many questions began to formulate in his mind, who is nakisha nite? Are there any more letters. Why was this not submitted into the evidence, convinced that he was involved in the fire,he went back to his office, and compared facts, shocked at the amount of withheld information. He contacted internal affairs inquiring, about nakisha nite, a possible character witness, internal affairs, informed him,that she came forward a few days giving her testimony suddenly she vanished off the face of the earth,speaking with eternal affairs he was informed detective arnold received her testimony. Hanging up the phone, he had a gut feeling that the detective may be involved in her disapperance,after making several phone calls, he was finally able to track down her last known address, scribbling down the address on a piece. Of paper, grabbing his coat he drove down to the crown royal hotel. Once he entered the building he went to the information desk, it appears mrs nite checked out early flashing the bell hop, a fifty he quickly unlocked the room. So the captain could have a look around, upon closer inspection, it appears she was taken, clothes were strewn everywhere, her purse was sitting on the coach, grabbing the small handbag her wallet was inside, a little cash, credit cards looking closely at the id, she was a beautiful women, her smile was warm. Looking at the vacant room, one last time he looked at the bell hop, asking him a question, did she have any visitors?observing the spark of recognition in his eyes he replied detective arnold, did come by here yesterday, i assumed she left with him, when she did not come downstairs to check out, after one last look around the room, captain mark payed the bell hop thanking him for his time, getting in his car he drove down the highway, looking for anything that might be out of place, noticing. A car down in the embankment, it appeared to be abandoned, pulling off the side of the road, grabbing his pistol he exited his vehicle. Looking inside the drivers side, no one, no sign of anyone on the passenger side, pulling out his walkie talkie, he radioed for backup. The vehicle needed to be towed back to the police stationed to be examined for evidence, wakening up from a pounding headache, nakisha felt a tilt like something was lifting the car, hands, bound, she began to scream as loud, as she could, in hopes that someone would here her. Everything was dark, realizing she was inside a trunk she tried to roll on her belly so that she can can kick the roof of the trunk.hearing the commotion coming from the trunk. He instructed the mechanic to lower the car, they used a crowbar to pry open the trunk. Surrounded by darkness, i prayed silently to myself, suddenly i saw a burst of light,  adrenaline wearing off, pain wrenched my entire body Struggling to take Each breath, i suddenly passed out.