Nash searches through the apartment as he waits for the police.
"Maybe he left something, like a hint, a note, anything." He said as he sorts Cam's things.
"You mean you think he knew he would get kidnapped?" Hayes questioned.
"I don't know he's just been acting so weird, and like, looking out the window all the time and going to meetings and stuff? I don't know something's just odd about all of this." Nash put his hand on his forehead and sat down on the edge of the bed. Hayes sat down next to him.
"So what do you think this is about?" Hayes said.
"I'm not sure. But we need to find out."
Hayes said with his hand on Nash's back, "so, where would Cam hide something important."
Nash shook his head. "I don't know, he's never really hidden anything before as far as I know..."
Hayes scrunched his forehead, "okay, where do, you, hide things...."
"Well I..." Nash stopped and turned around to his dresser. He got up and walked slowly toward it. He picked up the picture frame of him and Cameron from the first day they met.
He slowly pulled the back off of the frame...