Daryl reluctantly pulled himself away from the shelves, eyes lingering on them until he was out of the room. He made his way quickly out of the house and tried his best not to make it obvious what a relief it was to be back at his bike.

"Place is over in Brent," he explained. "Already talked to the kid's folks. They ain't been taken seriously by the normal authorities and are willing to keep quiet about what we do so long as we get their daughter back."

It had taken a bit to convince them he wasn't a danger, but their worry over their child had outweighed their caution when the police weren't giving them more than the usual runaway run-around.