Tanya's POV
A week had passed and Dante and I had spent almost every day searching for clues or evidence that'll somehow pinpoint who the culprit was.
The pack guards and warriors had all put their weight into the search. Human security personnel was also pulled in, yet nothing showed for it.
It turned out we had again missed the second chance to trace who it was through the footprints. I recalled that idea late after the mud and paint were wiped and it was too late to check for any footprints or size.
After about 5 days we had given up the search as there was nothing else to do. Security had been tightened as more patrol guards were put on duty and stationed outside every room and entrance.
I had allowed Eve and Travis to come to visit as the atmosphere in the mansion seemed to be tense. I needed a distraction and with Dalia busy and Abigail caring for Darren, I was sometimes left alone.
