After a little time, the door was opened by a friendly lady with a welcoming smile. “I’m sorry to bother you, but is Amber present?” Derek asked, his voice full of hope.
“Amber?” “I don’t know anyone by that name,” the lady answered, looking puzzled. “A teenage girl was supposed to come to you a week ago to stay,” Derek said.
Yes, precisely. But she never arrived,” the woman said, nodding sympathetically. “You haven’t seen her at all?” Derek asked with a sinking heart.
“No, sorry,” the lady said, shaking her head. Derek tried to hide his surprise as he said, “It’s fine, thank you.”
The lady nodded and gently closed the door. Derek stood for a while, lost in thought. As he walked back to his vehicle, desperation took control.
He had lost the last clue to find his daughter. After sitting in the vehicle for a while, Derek finally turned on the ignition and drove home.
