Guy looked at the evidence of what happened. He wasn’t officially called as a lawyer, how could he be called when there was no victim, no suspect to defend? He heard of it and looked into it. Magic obviously played a part. The mysterious disappearing of the child screamed for it. No one had heard or seen anything, the little boy was just gone from a locked house. No signs of forced entry. Nothing, but magic. And that’s what concerned him to no end. It wasn’t Reginas handwriting, not Golds. But something was wrong. Something gave him a bad bad feeling about it. The kids identity. He knew the kid. It was a friend of the mayors son. And there had been rumors the kid could have magic, though he himself doubted it. Magic was the key!
Guy jumped up. He took the files, ran to his car and ignored every speed limit to get to the sheriff station. He again ignored every common curtsey.
“Miss Swan, I have something you might want to look into. Information about the missing kid. Or not, but you should listen to that anyway.”
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