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"What have you got?"
"My men tracked her cell to a pub around Warrington Drive, but they found nothing." The investigator told me.
"Keep fucking searching!" I snarled. "They should either be in that area, or it's a whole decoy to throw us off their tracks. I shouldn't be the one telling you this? Do your fucking job!"
"We're on it, sir." The five men walked out of my office.I swept my hair back frustratingly.
If anything happened to Brielle…
She'll be fine man.
Positive thoughts only.
But how could I do that?
She had been gone since noon, it was almost 10pm, and we still had no idea where she could possibly be. No ransom calls had been made yet, and I still couldn't reach Madeline.
The door to my office barged open and Ryan Rodriguez walked in. I looked up at him in surprise.
"What are you doing here? Look, now is really not a good time—"
