Just Another Missing Person Novels & Stories

It was just uncharted for the moment. Amanda worked her magic, and it only led up a few feet ahead of them. Everyone, over 50 of them, had been tracking all over this land. It felt like Vincent vanished in thin air. Not to mention he would be the third person who went missing in the month. First was Mira’s body. Then, Brandon, and now, him. “Why don’t you do your thing and ask the birds?” Liam’s eyebrows furrowed the daemon, which just rolled her eyes to him.

The officer looked at him and answered robotically, "Sir, we can't open a case for an adult who has been missing for less than 24 hours. Furthermore, based on what you've said, your wife left on her own accord, which doesn't meet the criteria for a missing persons case." He was escorted out of the station. Standing at the entrance, Nikolai watched the endless stream of traffic, and for the first time, he felt that the night in this city—where he had lived for three decades—was actually so cold. It was bone-chillingly cold. The following week, Nikolai went mad. He mobilized every connection he had, practically turning the entire city upside down. The airlines claimed there was no record of me

I shook off his hand and looked at Jeff. "It's not several days; it's three years. "From the day you went missing, I haven't slept a full night. I was called a jinx, blamed as the culprit who caused your death. "Devastated, my mind was hazy, and I fell down the stairs. Even the baby wasn't saved. "For these past three years, I searched the whole country, tortured by self-blame and guilt. In the end..." I looked at the plain band worn on his ring finger.

“What makes you assume that?” “They haven’t tried looking for me either. In their world, I’ve been missing for four months. For all I know, they might not know I’m missing at all because we don’t have a close relationship. Therefore, my disappearance has not been reported which would explain me not being in the missing persons system.” “Remember, Ava, we checked the website just days after you got medical treatment. They might not have realized you were missing at that time. That’s why I had suggested we look at the website again during one of our sessions.”

“Amazing! I called every day for 5 days, and that was not enough?” “Tell me, Miss Stone, does your station follow up on every missing person report you get?” “Yes, as soon as we get them.” “So what happens if you do not find the person?” “We contact the person who filed the report to tell them we tried our best to find the missing person, but the clues have led us nowhere. Then it goes to the cold case files.” “So if you find nothing, you do nothing after that.” “Ye—yes…is this a trick question? You never answered—” She was getting more frustrated at the indifference he was giving her, but what else was new? Cops everywhere were the same.

Brandon was asking any random person he could get his hands on about any recent missing person reports. Brandon’s eyes were red as he did not catch any sleep last night. This missing person seemed very important to him. The passersby only patted him on his shoulder to comfort him as they said no. “Brandon, are there… any other news? I heard that yesterday, you…” It was rare for Nate to see Brandon acting this out of place. When they were about to leave, a street vendor suddenly stopped them. “I heard that you are from First Avenue. “Can you help me to look for a person named Wren Burr?”

Justin expressed, his urgency palpable in his voice. I understood his apprehension, for there had been a concerning number of people disappearing lately. Typically, these cases were explained away as runaways or individuals escaping their circumstances. Those who went missing were often individuals unlikely to be missed or those previously accused of crimes. I recalled hearing Harper once mention that the volume of disappearances seemed too significant to be a mere coincidence. Could this be the underlying cause?

"So I thought, but something sprang up, apparently, that note was a decoy to throw us off balance, and we had assumed it was a case of elopement. But the sister found useful information, so we are reopening the investigation." "I don't know if that should be good news or bad news, but I do hope you get some headway." "I wish it was that easy. I had another case this evening of a missing person. This time it was a mother whose daughter was missing, and it was more frustrating because she knew close to nothing about her child. Except the basic things, of course." "I never knew things like that still happened." "Trust me, it does."

Every minute that passes feels like another inch we’re losing. Yesterday, we went to the police again to file an official missing child report. The officer barely hid the fact that he didn’t expect much to come out of it. "We’ll do our best,” he said, but I could tell it was just protocol to him. A tick on a checklist. No urgency. No soul. This morning, something strange happened.

It hadn’t been easy the first time and it would only get worse from there. “Whatever you do, Machine, I am with you.” Jess whispered, knowing that he needed those words of encouragement in that moment. “Well, I heard from Spencer.” Dex yawned, filling his cup of coffee as Margo and Kane entered the room. “What did he find?” Margo yawned, grabbing two coffee cups. “Well, the list is full of missing persons, from children all the way to young adults, ranging from the ages of eighteen to twenty nine.” “And the man?” She asked.