Chapter 11            The seat Janet was being forced to sit in was the kind that has been worn out,
     duct taped and worn out again a few dozen times Shifting to try and avoid
     being poked by a wayward spring popping through the upholstery, Janet
     decided to try and sound less frightened. "So... are we going all the way to
     Harrisburg?" she asked.
         He grinned wildly. "You've got it, Jan Jan!"
         "Then what?"
         "Haven't you been listenin' to me, woman?" he sighed. "I'm gonna show you that
     I'm the guy you should be with."
         "Forgive me for asking, but.. how do you plan to do that?"
         He gave a short maniacal laugh, tapping the gun against his leg. "Oh, now come
     on, you're tryin' to spoil your surprise. You just sit back and enjoy, baby. Axel's in
     charge today."
         She stopped talking. She knew the fear wouldn't leave her voice any other way.          "You saw him-- last night? Are you sure, Belinda?"
         "Well-- no, I'm not positive, it was for just an instant, but... he left an impression,
     what can I say. I thought it could be him." She collapsed helplessly in a chair
     facing Trevor's desk.
         "Why didn't you tell us?" Trevor asked, as his mind raced ahead to what this
     possibility meant.
         "Trevor, you two were finally getting a chance to kick back and enjoy your
     engagement. I just... couldn't bear to worry you, especially when I wasn't certain
     about it myself."
         "I've gotta check out a few more places first," he planned out loud.
     "Holidays, Linden House, McKays, my house again. If she's not at any of those
     places now, maybe someone's seen her. After that..." Trevor rubbed his face
     anxiously.
         "Then we call Derek?" Belinda guessed, finishing his statement. He nodded,
     fighting the lump in his throat forming at the thought of Janet being in danger.
         "I'll call the restaurants," Belinda told him, heading for the phone in the front office.
     "You check your place and Erica's, and we'll go from there. We'll find her, Trevor."
         He sat down and stared at the phone several moments before picking it up. "We
     HAVE to," he said softly.          "You're gonna love this place, baby. Today is two-for-one on orders of cheese
     fries!"
         Axel took the Nova into an old fashioned drive-up restaurant two miles into
     Harrisburg city limits. Parking as far from the actual restaurant as possible, he rolled
     down the window and pointed to the menu. "Isn't this great?"
         "A regular miracle of modern technology," Janet quipped.
         Axel appeared unable to process what she'd said. "You've gotta be starving.
     Name your poison! My treat!"
         "I'm-- not hungry."
         "Awe, come on! You used to pack it in like nobody's business." Axel rang the
     waitress and ordered 2 chili dogs-- with the cheese fries, of course-- and a couple
     of Cokes.
     "That used to be your favorite," he informed Janet after shutting off the
     microphone.
         She rolled her eyes. "Chili dogs were YOUR favorite. I liked gyros."
     "Well they've don't have any of that foreign food here, anyway." Axel began
     fiddling with the car radio. "Hey, would you listen to that!" he shouted excitedly.
         "What?" All she heard was a Rod Stewart song.
         "That's OUR song! Don't you remember, cuddling in the back seat, listening to
     this... 'Tonight's the night...it's gonna be all right..." he started to try and sing
     along.
         "Oh, for God's sake..." Janet muttered.
         "Cause I love you girl, ain't nobody gonna stop us now..." Axel reached for
     her hand. She tried to snatch it away, but he held on too tight. "Janet, are you
     gonna play hard to get on our first date in 20 years?"
         "Our- what?"
         "Keep your yap shut with this waitress, got it?" he snapped at her as he saw the
     chili dogs approaching.            As Belinda returned to Trevor with no leads, she could tell he had a different story.
     "Is the e-mail still on there, Tim? OK, read it to me... dammit, that's what Erica
     said...no, I'll take it from here. And not a word to Amanda, OK? I'll be home soon."
         He set the phone down and stared out the window. "He's got her, Belinda," he
     sighed.
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