My youngest son had been there.
The investigation expanded.
Authorities traced vehicles.
Bank transactions.
And communications linked to Garrison’s associates.
They discovered that the lodge had been used for several weeks after the disappearance.
Then the captives had apparently been moved.
Where?
Nobody knew.
I barely slept.
Every phone call made my heart race.
Every unknown number felt like a possible answer.
Clara stayed beside me.
Willa returned home from school.
Maisie asked questions I couldn’t answer.
“Mom, are they alive?”
I looked at her.
Then whispered:
“I don’t know, sweetheart.”
She began crying.
I held her.
And prayed.
Two weeks later, police arrested Garrison.
He was found in a motel several states away.
He initially denied everything.
Claimed the videos were fabricated.
Insisted Roscoe had staged his own disappearance.
But the financial evidence contradicted him.
Investigators identified payments to the men involved in the kidnapping.
They found communications discussing the boat.
