"What are you joking about? That ritual was abandoned over a century ago. Why do you think our ancestors came to this new continent?"
Frank Rabe looked as though he had heard the greatest joke in the world, his mockery plain on his face. "Just like your Grimm family-haven't you gradually disappeared too? I certainly never expected a Grimm to become a cop."
But when he turned and saw his wife's expression, his smile froze. "Honey, tell me this isn't true!"
"Shouldn't you first ask her where your son Barry and the Colbert family's two children are right now?" Nick could tell that neither of them seemed to be acting, which made things much simpler.
Frank Rabe looked at his wife with a complicated expression. "Where are they?"
Perhaps she had decided she had nothing left to lose. Diana Rabe raised her chin defiantly. "I don't know. Officer, if you have evidence to support those groundless suspicions of yours, please come back with a search warrant."
With that, she tugged at her torn dress, turned, and walked back into the villa.
"God, how did I not notice before?" Frank Rabe covered his forehead and sighed.
"So in what capacity would you like me to handle this now?" Nick looked at the middle-aged man with a faint smile, feeling that his standing as head of the household apparently did not amount to much.
"I..."
Frank Rabe was momentarily at a loss for words. He turned to look at his wife's retreating figure as she disappeared behind the door, then back at Nick. Finally, he gritted his teeth and tore off his expensive suit jacket.
"I'll take you to find them. The forest trails are rough. We can take my four-wheel drive."
Nick reminded him evenly, "The sun's about to set. Are