You decide to call the police in the morning. The rest of the day is combination of worry, anxiety and boredom. After the sunsets you go to bed. During the night you don't get much sleep during as you constantly check your phone to see if Victoria has contacted you. When morning arrives you dart out of bed and rush into Victoria's room not bothering to knock. Your worst fears are confirmed when you see her bed is still empty. With no other option you call the police.


"911, what is your emergency?" The operator on the other end inquiries.


"I'd like to report a missing person," You answer.


"What's your name sir?"


"Ben Higgins."


"Who is it that's missing?"


"My sister, Victoria Higgins."


"How old is she?"


"Twenty."


"How long has she been missing?"


"Since yesterday morning."


"So your sister Victoria Higgins has been missing since early yesterday?"


"That's about it."


"I need your address."


"219 Okonedo Street."


"Alright, I'm sending someone over."


The operator hangs up and you spend several minutes pacing back and forth until you notice a police car pulling into your driveway.  A few seconds later there is a knock at the door. You open the door to find a women slightly older then you with light brown hair in a bun and matching colored eyes. You would find her pretty if wasn't for the serious look on her face.


"Hello, I'm detective Carla Northcutt are you Ben Higgins?" She asks you with a no non-sense demeanor.


"I am, come on in," you respond in a direct way.


Carla walks into your kitchen as you notice she as a somewhat annoyed look on her face. It's hard to tell if she's annoyed at something in general or if this was her natural personality.


"So when did you last see your sister?" Carla begins her investigation.


"Two nights ago a friend of hers picked her up, Vic told me she was going out and would be back later, pretty much routine, the next day  I noticed she wasn't back and she hasn't responded to any texts or messages, this morning nothing had changed so I called the police," You bring Carla up to speed.


"You wouldn't happen to know where she went or who picked her up would you?"


"No I never really pried, she hates when I do that."


"I'd like to search her room."


You lead Carla to Victoria's room and open the door. The detective doesn't seem bothered by the mess and eyes Victoria's computer. "This might be able to help us," Carla suspects.


"I tried that yesterday, it's password protected," You point out.


Carla is undaunted as she sits at Victoria's desk and begins typing on the laptop, after several tries she manages to get past the login screen and gains access to Victoria's files. "Jackpot," Carla exclaims.


"How'd you do that?" You say with astonishment.


"The password was password," Carla explains.


"You've got to be kidding me."


"I learned a long time ago it's better not to over think things, now I'm going to see what your sister's various social media pages can tell us," Carla browses through Victoria's various online accounts while you watch over her shoulder. One account has numerous photos and Carla begins looking through them. Most of the pictures are selfies, Victoria with various friends, even one with you and her. Suddenly one picture catches both you and Carla's attention, a picture of her kissing a man you don't recognize.


"Looks like somebody has a boyfriend," Carla says with the satisfaction of finding a break in the case.


"She never mention this to me," You say in a surprised and annoyed tone.


"Let's see who is, once I find a name I'll go pay him a visit and see what he knows about Victoria's whereabouts." Carla begins to read the comments of the photo in order to identify the man.


"You and Steve look SO cute together," one comment reads.


"Soon I'll be calling you Mrs. Upton," another comment says.


"His name is Steve...Upton I'm guessing, but yesterday there was...oh fuck!" Carla says as her tone goes from confidence to concern. She quickly gets up and turns to you.


"Now listen to me Ben, what I'm going to tell you isn't to make any sense, but you have to do exactly what I tell you if we are to have any chance of finding Victoria," Carla warns. "Yesterday a man named Steve Upton was found murdered in his home and I'm positive it's the same guy your sister was dating, I'm also positive that the person behind it also is behind Victoria's disappearance, the less you know the safer you'll be, I'm going to give you my card and call you if I find anything, do not under any circumstances call the police again."


Upon hearing this dozens of questions enter your mind but Carla quickly leaves the house before you can get answers for any of them. Something was going on and you're in the dark. You need to get more information but how exactly?

You look for information on the internet

You need answers, even if Carla is right when said you'd safer knowing less, finding your sister is more important. Your gut is telling you that you should avoid the police let Carla said, so you chose to sit at Victoria's desk and try to find information on the internet about Steve's murder. After searching "Steve Upton murder Van Hove", you find an online news article and begin to read it:


Murder on Kerr Road


Steve Upton, 28, was found murdered in his home around noon. Police had gotten a call from a neighbor about a possible break-in at Steve's address and his body was found shortly after entering the house. A Van Hove police spokesmen says that Steve was found with a "W" carved in his chest, the trademark of the notorious gang leader who goes by the alias Westfield. Police have asked anyone with information to come forward.


A second search for "Westfield" revels information about a gang simply called Westfield's gang. You learn about rumors of having police officers on the take may explain why Carla didn't want you calling the police again. The gang itself commits nearly crime in the book from drug dealing to armed robbery to downright murder. You need to find out why this gang killed Steve, why they took Victoria and how you plan to get her back, the first step is taking out your cell phone and calling Carla.


"Northcutt," Carla greets.


"Detective Northcutt, it's me Ben, I just found out my sister was taken by some guy named Westfield, I really don't like being kept out of the loop," You complain.


"Look Ben, Westfield is an extremely dangerous man and I didn't tell you anything to keep you out of harm's way, if you're so insistent on getting involved then come over to my place where at least I can keep an eye on you, I'm at 224 Shamrock way."


"Why do I have the feeling there is still more you're not telling me?"


"Just come over here and I'll answer your questions I promise."


Carla hangs up, you get the feeling she is a caring person but has a very hard time showing it. Heading out the door and into your car, it occurs to you that Carla believes you're in danger, granted dealing with a criminal gang is dangerous but how much is her worrying justified and how much is simply in her head. You figure it's not worth worrying about as Carla is most likely you're best chance of getting your sister back, since it seems the police are at best useless and at worst the very reason you're in danger in the first place.


Arriving on Shamrock way you pull into Carla's driveway and notice along with a police car there is two black sedans in the driveway as well. Carla didn't mention she was having anyone else over and you doubt she bought two identical cars. Perhaps you're over worrying as much as Carla is and is something else she neglected to tell you.

You go around back

Something isn't right, you don't know what is as information is proving to be hard to come by today. You walk down the driveway and into the backyard. There is a small patio complete with two outdoor lounge chairs. On one of the chairs is a heavyset man smoking a cigarette. This man might as well wear a sign that says "criminal" and you're positive it's better to stay away from him. There is a backdoor leading into the house and plenty of space between the man and the open door for you to avoid drawing attention. You manage to get inside and find yourself in a kitchen. Ignoring the dirty dishes everywhere you walk out of the kitchen and into a foyer. Briefly glancing at the rooms along the hallway you find they are all empty and eventually you reach the front entrance.


A stairway to your left is your only option as you quietly head upstairs. On the upper floor there are a few doors to the left and a few to the right. You hear footsteps that are too heavy to belong to Carla coming from the right so you head left, as you look into a room and at last you find Carla. The discovery is bittersweet as you notice she is tied to a chair with blood coming out of her nose and she has acquired a shiner along with several other bruises. Without thinking you walk in as Carla franticly shakes her head, then you feel something hit on the back which causes you to fall to the ground. You're vision is a bit blurry but you see a man with slicked back blonde hair, wearing a white t-shirt and jeans, along with a revolver in his hand.


"Hello Ben, I'm Westfield, selling of drugs and take of lives, yeah that was lame I have to work on that, anyway it has come to my attention you're looking for your little sister and to answer the two questions on your mind, yes I took her and the reason why was I wanted to make money off her by turning her into a whore, I'm sorry about this, I purposely only take girls that have no family to avoid situations like these, but that dumbass Steve lied to me, good thing I killed him while I had the chance, sadly this makes you a loose end and you know what happens to lose ends, but since this wasn't suppose to happen, I'll give you a chance to say your final words, make them count" Westfield rambles.


Behind Westfield you notice Carla beginning to free herself from the ropes tying her hands to the chair she is in. If you can continue to distract Westfield long enough, she should be able to free yourself. "Well what are your last words?" Westfield asks impatiently.

You say "What's your name?"

"What's your name?" You ask in an attempt to keep Westfield's attention on you instead of Carla.


"It's Westfield, that's literally the first thing I told you," Westfield says somewhat baffled by your question.


"No, I mean your real name, if I'm going to be killed, I should have the right to know the identity of the person who is doing the killing."


"I see your point, alright I'll let you in a little secret, I was born and raised in a town called Westfield in New Jersey, I loved that town, of course when I first became a criminal I made a lot of mistakes and the police were closing in on me, I eventually had to leave and I resettled here in Van Hove, I learned that it's important to have an alias and to make sure the police are on your side, most people think nicknames are way to be cool but for me, they make staying out of jail a little easier, but if you really must know my name it's John Tiegel," Westfield  prattles. You can see Carla almost is free of her restraints. If you can just distract Westfield for a little bit longer Carla should be able to escape.

You say "I won't tell anyone about this"

"I won't tell anyone about this," You plead to Westfield.


"Well it really wouldn't make a difference if you told anyone about this or not, I own the police in Van Hove as I'm sure you already know, but it doesn't matter since I have no intentions on letting you leave, you see I plan on keeping your sister as I went to some lengths to obtain her and I know you're not just to going to forget about it, one day you'd come after me, maybe in a week or several years to try to take your revenge," Westfield explains in a rather longwinded way.


"For years Carla has tried to bring me down, despite my repeated warnings, I bet your wondering why she took on this case despite the dangers, well part of it is because she believes in law and order but I'm willing to wager it has to do with what happened to her family." Westfield continues as Carla makes a muffled scream through the tape on her mouth as if the topic is causing her to become upset. The scream causes Westfield to turn his attention back to Carla and she is forced stop trying to wiggle free.


"You see Carla wasn't always planning to be a cop, she was originally going to be a doctor, but one day while she was away at college someone broke into her family's home, this home, and killed her parents and two little sisters and before you ask it wasn't me, after that incident she quit college and joined the force, perhaps saving your sister would allow Carla closure for the failure of saving her family, but now it won't matter, she won't save her, she won't save you and she won't save herself and now Ben it's time for you to die," After Westfield's speech he turns back to you and shoots with his revolver, another victim of Van Hove's crime problem.