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supposed to stay and help, but there was no sign of her.  In fact, he hadn’t seen her in some time. 
         “Hey, have you guys seen Julie?” he asked two of the bridesmaids that were stacking up the chairs in a corner. 
         “No, we haven’t seen her all night,” the twin sister bridesmaids answered in unison. 
         Kawoski was starting to get concerned.  Julie had been a big part of the wedding and had been present for every part.  He hadn’t seen her since the first dance between Kristen and Steel.  Where could she have gone, and why?  He knew he was probably over-reacting, but it was the cop in him to always question everything.  He quickly pulled out his phone and dialed Julie’s number. 
         RING, RING, RING…
         There was no answer.  Kawoski decided to ask everyone else still at the venue if they had seen her.  Though most of the guests for Kristen and Steel’s wedding had gone home, there were other functions still being held.
         As he asked person after person, no one remembered seeing anyone resembling Julie.  Half of the people he talked to were so drunk they wouldn’t have even remembered seeing themselves in a mirror.  He needed to think, so he sat down on a bench in the hallway.  It was very unlikely that anything was wrong, but Kawoski just couldn’t get the sinking feeling he had in the pit of his stomach to go away.  He made up his mind that he would go to Julie’s to see if she was home.  Maybe she had just gotten sick and left early. 
         As he headed out to the parking lot after apologizing for not staying and helping clean up the reception room, Kawoski saw two police cruisers parked beside the building.  The officers were talking to an elderly lady.  He was tempted to just continue to his car.  He didn’t want to waste any time getting to Julie’s but he wondered if the police being there were somehow related. 
         As he approached the police, he noticed the officers were from his own precinct.  “What are you doing here, Sarg?” one of the officers asked when he looked up and noticed Kawoski approaching.  The other told Kawoski that he was looking sharp. 
         Kawoski wasn’t in the mood for small talk.  He was worried about Julie and that concern was giving him a migraine.  “Steel’s wedding,” he answered gruffly.  “What’s this about?”
         “I saw a man pull a woman out the door and take her to a van,” the elderly woman, who must’ve been about seventy at least answered. 
         “We’re sure it’s nothing,” one of the officers taking the old lady’s statement told Kawoski.
         Kawoski wasn’t so sure.  He had learned over the years to trust his gut, and his gut was telling him that something was seriously wrong.  “What did this woman look like?” he asked the lady.  As he suspected, her description matched that of Julie.
         “Can you describe the man, the vehicle he drove off in, anything?” he asked. 
         He was in luck, the woman was quite observant.  She not only could describe the man, and the van he shoved Julie into, but she also had his tag number.  “I remember because it was one of those, what do you call them?  The tags that say things?” the woman explained. 
         “Vanity plates?” one of the officers suggested.
         “Yes, vanity plates,” the lady continued.  “It read SPIDER, but it wasn’t a Colorado tag.”
         Kawoski thanked the woman for the information and ordered the two officers to put out a BOLO on an older van with the SPIDER license plate. 
         I’m so sorry I didn’t say anything sooner.  I thought maybe the man was just getting the girl to take her home…that maybe she drank to much or something.  The more I thought about it, though, the stranger it seemed.  He was holding her around the mouth,” the woman told Steel.  He didn’t like hearing the details about what had