Autumn was wild-eyed in horror at the sight in her daughter's living room.  A nightmare from her past had come back to haunt her and her family.

She wanted to scream, her brain couldn't comprehend the person before her, holding her grandson, [I] his [/I] grandson!

Autumn pulled her phone out of her bag and hastily dialled 911.

"Police.  This is an emergency!" she shouted, "23 Fountains Reach!  Send officers now!"

Back at the station the emergency call was put through with haste.

"Yes Madam," he said to the woman on the phone, "can you remain calm and tell me exactly what the problem is?"

Autumn was frantic as she backed away to the front door, terrified for the safety of her husband who she could hear shouting in the kitchen.

"Harvey Hanson is OUT!  And he's got my baby!" she shrieked.

The officer on the end of the phone spoke clearly, "are you in any immediate danger?" he asked, the safety of the caller being of paramount importance.

"Just get out here!" shouted Autumn panicking.

"We'll get a patrol car out there now," the officer said, requesting the car from the triage software on his desktop.  In a town this small with such a small force it was easier to shout across the room sometimes but he needed to gather more information.  He watched the two young officers over the desk nod and head off to their vehicle.  He would be able to update them as they made their way there.

"Get yourself out of the house if you can madam and keep talking to me, can you be specific about the person who has your baby?  Is he known to you and is he armed?"

Right now the officers in the patrol car would be patched in and listening to the call.

"It's Harvey Hanson.  He's the father of our son-in-law.  He is in their house and has stolen our grandson Louis.  He's going to hurt him!  Please come quickly!"

The officer had looked on the database for the house and saw that they currently had the occupant of the house under arrest for the murder of his fiancée.  This call looked definitely like trouble.  If the accused was in the cells then his father must be angry at something.  Whilst he spoke to Autumn, he searched for the father on the database.

"Is there anyone else in the house with you?  Can you explain why you feel your grandson is in danger?"  It was important to keep potential victims talking.  It stopped them doing anything reckless or dangerous and it was vital to get as much information as possible for the officers due on the scene.

"My husband, my husband Rick has gone after him.  I don't know, Brooklyn's friend Ella is supposed to be here but I don't know where she is!" Autumn said tearfully as she stood on the front lawn of the house.  She felt that she was betraying Rick and Louis by being out here and not helping but the rational part of her brain knew this was the best course of action.

The officer taking the call breathed in when he saw what was on his desktop.  Harvey Hanson was a convicted criminal who had recently completed a long stretch in jail.  Originally convicted of money laundering and financial embezzlement through the haulage firm he was a middle manager for, it later came out that he was running heroin in and out of Canada via his employer's vehicles.  He'd hardly been a model prisoner in jail either with further misdemeanours and smuggling lengthening to his sentence.  It appeared that he was the father of the man currently in custody.  Possibly he was convinced of his son's innocence and was in dispute with the other grandparents over access to the child.

"Hold the line madam, I'll be with you in a moment," he said blocking out the caller for a minute.  "You getting this guys?  Looks like a domestic dispute.  We've got the son in custody for the murder of the daughter.  Potentially we've got a grandparent dispute.  Harvey Hanson the man in the house should be considered armed and dangerous.  He's a record as long as your arm.  There is potentially a child in danger so be careful."

The officer spoke to Autumn again.  "Can you tell me your name Madam?  Is your husband still in the house.  If you can speak to him, get him out of the house now."  He needed to stay calm but he'd feel a whole lot better once the car got there.

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An officer came to the interview room and opened the door a little.

"Collins?" he whispered before indicating for him to leave the room.

Officer Laurence Collins stood up and left the room whilst Chad looked up hopefully.

"Don't get your hopes up but they may be considering letting you out," Chad said to Sam.  The storecard in the vehicle was unusual of course but it screamed 'fit-up'.  Sam clearly had an enemy, the question was who?

Outside the room Officer Collins was filled in at the goings-on at the suspect's home.  The situation had just been escalated significantly.  He didn't believe really that Sam was responsible for the murder but they had nothing else.  The appearance of his father, a known villain on the scene suggested that something far more complicated was going on.  He asked to be appraised of developments, but at least he had a further lead.  He re-entered the room...

He sat on the chair quietly, waiting for Sam to look up.  Eventually Sam deigned to raise his head.  It had been a torrid day.

"So Sam.... what can you tell me about Harvey Hanson?  What's he doing at your house?"

Sam was hit by a thunderbolt.  How many could he take?

"Dad????" he said confounded.  He hadn't seen or heard from Dad in over a decade.  What was he doing back on the scene?

"We've had report of a domestic dispute at your home involving your father.  What is he doing there?"

"Louis..." Sam cried, standing up before being wrenched down by the cuffs.

"Ella..." said Chad quietly, pulling his phone out of his pocket and calling quickly

Officer Collins needed to get a grip quickly as the two men looked worried and he wasn't sure what was going on with the lawyer.

Sam tried to stand again and banged his arms on the table.  The skin around his wrists tore and began to bleed as he tried to break free.

"Get to my house!  Get Louis out of there.  I haven't seen Dad for about fifteen years.  I don't know why he's there but make sure Louis is safe!"

"Ella's there.." Chad said to both the officer and Sam, "She's my wife and was looking after Sam's son as you know.  You need to tell us what's going on.  She's not picking up!" he said fearful of the unknown.

[I] 'Please be alright, please be alright!' [/I] the two men thought in unison over their loved ones.