Investigation on a stormy night

You pull up to the address you were told about. The light drizzle doesn't look promising as you look up as clouds seem to roll in and darken as the sun finally sets. At the door you see a familar face from a previous case when you hit the doorbell. They guide you into a couples living room. By the looks of the couple the wife clutching a dirty stuffed animal and the rigid jaw of the husband they both stand when they notice you finally. The man introduces himself with a sudden extended hand and firm handshake as Mr Pierce. The wife her eyes puffy and red stammers out Gloria eventually before burying her face in her husbands chest a silent sob escaping her open mouth her knuckles white against the clutched stuffed animal.

The man explains his wife was fixing lunch before she was going to go to the park with their son. She hadn't heard from him the last few times she called out for him and went to check on him. Looking in front of the TV and his room had her calling more loudly for him when she didn't see him. Looking outside she found one of his stuffed toys in the mud close to the street but no kid. She called her husband and he came home. The cops had been notified but with only a description of the boy they were searching but hadn't found anything. A friend of the family opted to suggest getting someone to focus on finding the boy. The cops might be doing their job but they had other things on their plate. The couple just wanted their boy back.

The husband nods cradling his wife and looks ready to follow you around if you move around the house and seems ready to field any questions.

The wife explain she was making lunch before they went to the park and their son seemed impatient to go. When he had fallen silent she called out to him since he wasn't complaining. He wasn't in front of the TV and he wasn't in his room she explained before looking at her husband explaining she check outside on a whim but the front door had been locked and she didn't think he would have just walked outside. The toy she had found she holds up explaining it was out in the yard close to the street. No one was around and she yelled out his name but got no answer and she came back inside calling her husband and then the police. An Amber alert had been sent out.From the body language the wife feels guilty and thinks the husband blames her for what happened. The husband is just burnt out you think from the bags under his eyes he's probably been working late hours since the look on his face seems like the event really hadn't set in with him mentally.

Notice

Looking over the animal it does look dirty but nothing major you think at first when you notice an odd stain. A quick sniff gives off the scent of tobacco and patchouli. Considering the stain you think chewing tabaco versus smoking. The smell reminds you of a place you been to in the city refered to as Mexicantown due to the high illegal hispanic population there.

The wife shakes her head no and the husbands explained he tried it when he was a teenager.

He hands back the bear, and makes a note about neither parent smoking. "I have some other questions, but I imagine the police wne through the standard list already. So I'd like to ask a couple things," Sal says. "Where would your children most likely play when outside the home, and do you think you could approximate the spot you think where you found his toy? If possible, I'd like to go ahead and see these places. Perhaps after that we can just do a quick once over of the house, so I can see if there might be anything out of the ordinary."

The wife speaks up as the husband seems lost as to how to answer. She explains she was going to take him to the local park in the area which was in walking distance. She shows you and the husband outside where she found the stuffed animal. They wait to see where else you'd like to see around the house.

Listening intently to the discussion, Sal puts the park into his GPS to go and have a look at it later. He also notes the exact area she indicates for the location of the stuffed animal. I can look there on my way to the park, he thinks forming a plan in his head. "Well, kids get into everything right? Let's have a look around the house. Anywhere you think your child may have spent time playing. I'd guess that's probably his room, your room, and any place else you think is relevant."

The house doesn't reveal anything more really of note, although some things are out of place or messy it falls in line with having a child in the house not focused on being tidy. The stuff animal and walking around inside and outside of the house has you standing out in the street after looking for traffic before kneeling and looking at the side of the road in their grass and down the street.

You're getting the impression the stain of tobacco wasn't from someone the child knew and he possibly smacked someone in the face with his stuffed toy. Someone possibly pulled over quickly to grab the kid got hit with a stuff toy smacked it away and took the kid before driving off. You're looking for someone who has a rather unique taste and smelling chewing tobacco that wouldn't have a reason to be in this suburban area. This is definitely a kidnapping, where they headed besides away from the house and why escape you.