LAMBERT'S POV
The pain and pang of regret filled my heart as I stood there staring at the empty sheriff's car. It was found in the morning and clearly, no one knew where he was. It was an attack and now Micheal was gone.
The call had come in the morning from one of my men on how they had discovered the empty car that clearly had been attacked by whoever. I arrived at the scene and the stench of wolfsbane filled the area. There was an arrow as well and the police team confirmed that his family was not around. A neighbor had stated how she had seen him moving his wife and the baby after putting luggages in his booth like he was on a run from something or rather as I could tell, someone.
