"Maybe," Kiley said, eyeing Reginald as she reached into the bag for another cookie. God, she was starving. How long had she been knocked out? "But if we're in the States, then she's all the way across the ocean still, and probably not much good to us, right? I wonder, though, how many of our relatives or whatever, are worried and reporting us missing. I guess if we were all taken from one place, it would be a red flag to the cops, but... you're from England, and I was taken from Missouri so if they spaced out the kidnappings..."
She trailed off, her lips twisted thoughtfully to the side for a brief moment. "I don't know. Maybe whoever did this has thought everything through, including the problem of our families. Does that sound too 'doom and gloom' to you?"