Drew grabbed onto Taylor's arm and pulled her out into the parking lot. This blizzard wasn't about to let up and he doubted it was safe to even drive in this blizzard.

"Can you let go of me?" She yelled over the wind.

"No, you'll probably get lost and then I'll have another problem on my hands."

"Where are we going?"

"To question the Reid family."

"Don't you find it odd that Emma was wearing shorts and a tank top in February with weather like this?"

"No not really, teens do it all the time."

Taylor tried to find the outline of the SUV but she couldn't. This was one storm that she didn't want to have to deal with. Not today.

Drew opened the door and let her in. Then he climbed in after and cranked the heat and the music.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" She asked.

He turned up the radio and sang along with the song, "We are never ever ever getting back together no we are never ever ever getting back together!"

"Another song I would have never pictured you singing."

He turned the radio to a different channel.
"This is the song that never ends, it goes on and on and on my friend!"

"You are just full of music aren't you?"

"Well yeah, I mean come on you have to sing too."

She glanced at him. "I don't sing."

"Everyone sings."

"Not me."

"Yeah huh."

"I'm not normal, I don't sing okay?"

"Oh come on."

"Look, I don't sing I never have and I never will."

"If I remember correctly you sang that Kitten song all the time as a kid."

"I was what, Seven?"

"Ten, you were ten. I think. But Ria would know for sure."

"Of course she would."

"Hey,you two were the same age."

"Really? I thought we were twins but different ages."

Taylor looked at him again and he had a smile on his face. He definitely knew how to get a girl to like him. She had to admit he wasn't to bad looking. With his brown hair and hazel eyes. Wait what was she thinking? She didn't like guys, didn't trust them, didn't need them, definitely not Drew. He's the kind of guy that a PERFECT girl would dream of plus as far as she knew he was taken. Probably with some perfect girl with red hair. He always said he wanted a red head, who knows why? Probably because he's odd.

*One hour later*

As they pulled into the Reid's drive way Taylor looked at the beautiful house. The snow seemed to give it a glow and sparkle. The house had three stories and a ten or so brick steps leading up to the house. There was a fountain next to the house which water was frozen. As the stepped up to the house Drew whispered, "Let me do the talking, they know me."

"Of course they do, what is this your third time coming and questioning them?"

He sighed. The door opened and a woman with short black curly hair greeted them. "Drew, I didn't expect to see you back so soon."

"Mrs. Reid, this is Taylor. Could we come in and talk?"

"Right now really isn't a good time."
Taylor saw Drew make a face and Mrs. Reid quickly started to explain herself. "We have company and I've just started supper. We were telling them about the case with Emma."

"The case is still going on and we need to talk with you in order to proceed."

Mrs. Reid seemed to hesitate to let him in." Oscar is taking a nap he's had a long week."

"I completely understand, but Mrs.Reid this is an extremely important situation. It involves your daughters life."

"I can't wake him. He hasn't slept for a week or so."

"Mrs. Reid-"

Taylor stopped him. "Mrs. Reid I'm Taylor Prescott, I'm just here as a fill in for a few days, I completely understand what your going through but I think it best if your husband was present when we talk."

"I don't think you do understand."

"Mrs. Reid, my parents were murdered when I was a teenager all because they didn't pay somebody for something, they had been receiving threatening notes and letters for months and never told their family or the police about it. Which led them to their death. I really would recommend your husband being here for when we speak."

Mrs. Reid looked shocked as tears fled into her eyes and down her face.

"I'll go get Oscar." She said as she walked out of the living area.

"I said I was doing the talking." Drew mumbled.

"You weren't getting anywhere." Taylor said defensively.

Tears were in her eyes and so close to running down her face she was scared to blink.

Drew handed her a Kleenex then smiled." You know your parents kept it from you to keep you safe."

"How would you know?"

"Just a cop feeling."

Taylor looked at Drew. He looked compassionate and very comfortable on their couch. That's kind of creepy how quickly he gets comfortable on other people's furniture.
Does he do this to everyone's furniture? Probably. Or maybe it's just people he knows? Or maybe it's everyone!

She looked over at the sound of a cat meowing and saw a black long haired cat trotting towards them.

"Look it's a kitten. I think your like a cat whisperer or something. They always loved you."

"Its a cat not a kitten."

He smiled "right."

What was taking Mrs. Reid so long? Did it take that long to wake up your husband? She glanced at the clock eight minutes.

Finally Mrs. Reid arrives back in the room but not with Mr. Reid.

"Mr.Reid doesn't want to talk with you anymore, Drew. I'm sorry. He's simply had enough of police in his house and all this other stuff, that is just unbelievable that keeps him up at night and wakes him up early in the morning. I'm sorry I need to ask you to leave."

"Mrs. Reid we really need to talk to you."

"Please Drew! Leave. Don't make this harder then it needs to be."

Well there you go guys over 1k words. Anyway I have a good idea for chapter 11 and I can already see the ending of this book so please stay tuned