Derek’s heart skipped a beat. Upon closer inspection, he recognized what it was. Amber had that purse! Derek approached the lady while attempting to keep his cool.
“Pardon me, where did you get this backpack? He inquired, his voice wavering slightly. “None of your damn business,” the lady responded fiercely, holding the bag tightly.
“Please, my daughter’s backpack is missing. I don’t mean to bother you.” “Please tell me where you got it.
” Derek pleaded. I would be really appreciative. “I found it at the bus station; some teenage girl left it behind,” the lady added, glancing at him warily.
Derek felt a glimmer of hope. “Do you know where she was headed?” he said hopefully. “Am I employed as a detective?” The lady replied, clearly annoyed.
