I apologize for my absence, but it is very difficult to post from a jail cell, and that's where I've been. My blood runs cold imagining all the horrible things that could have happened to my little girl while I was fighting for my freedom, but I've secured my freedom and am back on the road looking for my Nina.
I broke in to the hotel manager's office to find the security tapes only a day after I last posted. I was careless enough that I was seen, and while I pored through the tapes frantically searching for Nina's kidnapper, police were called, and I was arrested before I could view the footage I needed to see.
Since any footage there might have been is now permanently beyond my reach, I am without any leads or any hope of finding any. Continuing on as I have been is impractical, since I don't want to attract further police attention, so I'm reduced to wandering the area I covered with her in the vain hope of finding some clue.
I suppose I should feel lucky that I managed to get the charges against me dismissed at all, but at this point I'm not any more useful free than I would be in a cell. I just don't know what to do next. The guilt of losing her is all I can think of anymore, and every child I see just reminds me of her. Even when I go to sleep I see the hurt, terrified eyes of my little girl begging me for help
