Rickie racked his brain on the best course of action in this situation. The fact that the kidnappers hadn't gotten any information from Meaghan likely meant she was ignorant where those files, if they existed, were located. On impulse, he called his home.
Surprisingly, his father answered. "Ahmad Residence."
"Selamat, bapa. I'm looking for Tina. Is she there?"
His father gave a half-amused, half-exasperated laugh.
"She and Sethe are currently pulling out every branded shoe and dress in your sister's closet. The staff are all chattering about it."
"How do you feel about this situation. How do you feel about...her?" In spite of the gravity of the current situation, he wanted his father to accept the Torno sisters.
He shouldn't have worried.
"She is a delightful young woman, and has brought smiles to your sister as well. I think she'll make a fine and enjoyable addition to this family. And I can picture your expression right now, son. Just because I'm a little slower physically doesn't mean there's anything wrong with my eyes and ears. You have my approval."
"Terima kasih, bapa. I promise we will have a formal introduction soon." Rickie felt tight in his chest at the love he felt for his father. He waited a moment to settle himself.
"I'll get her on the phone right now. And Rick, be careful. After that scare at Compliant # 3, I just want my son to be happy and safe. I love you, Rick."
"I love you, too, bapa." With a throat-clearing sound, his father put the phone down, and Rickie's passing thought was that neither one of them expressed their feelings well, but they both knew what the other meant.
Soon enough, Tina's voice came on the phone, sounding livelier than he had heard it recently.
"Abang Rickie! Have you found her yet?" He was sad to squelch the eagerness in her voice.
"Sorry, Leaf, I haven't. But I wanted to ask a question. Did you parents leave anything with you two when they left this world? Any files, paperwork, memory cards? It might be important."
There was a pause, and Rickie held his breath.
"Nothing that I know of," Tina replied, and Rickie deflated. "We kept some personal stuff, you know, like their wedding album, family pictures, things like that. Our old couch, but it's all torn up from whoever broke into our home. I can't think of much else."
Rickie pondered for a moment while he moved alongside a skiff that had a family of five. One of the little boys pointed at his boat, excited, and Rickie absentmindedly waved.
"Did you bring any of the papers with you to the estate?" Rickie asked.
"Most of it, why?"
"I'd like you to go through it and look for anything…" Rickie suddenly remembered that she didn't know about her parent's job, "…not related to the family. Something with names, dates, events, along those lines."
"Okay, I'll look right now. Will it help you find my sister?" Tina clearly was focused on Meaghan, even though she was having fun with Sethe. Rickie understood the sentiment.
"I think it will. Call me if you find anything, okay?"
"Promise."