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Yeah Boy and Doll Face

Missing Person

Mike's POV
I hit redial. Vic picked up.
"Broski, where the hell are you?" Vic asked.
"Ummm… I don’t know," I said.
"what the hell do you mean, you don’t know!?"
"I've been drifting bar to bar but I cant stop thinking about Kristi…"
"dude you have to stop thinking about it, its not your fault… kindove…" Vic said questioningly, "just tell me where you are, I'll come pick you up." I heard keys jingle on the other line.
"she wont let me see Kristi," I said talking to myself more than Vic.
"where are you?"
I hung up. I didn’t want to be found.
I ordered two more shots.
*****
Vic's POV
Why did he just hang up on me? Calm down.
I called the police.
"ya id like to put in a missing person's report. His name is mike, last contacted him 5 minutes ago, brown hair, tattooed basically everywhere, a medusa and a smiley piercing. Mexican/ Irish. He's probably gonna be drunk when you find him. And he's really tall. I haven't seen him in about 10 days. Ya, thanks." I sighed and set down my cellphone.
I didn’t want to do that. But I'm really worried.
I hid my face in my hands. What happened to my little brother?