He awoke to hushed voices and turned to his two bodyguards engaged in a serious conversation. "Where is Annabelle?" he asked, burying his face in his cushion.
"We haven't found her yet, but a lady in the hoodie you gave to Luna claimed a young girl with long, dark hair and chocolate eyes requested an exchange of hoodies," one of the bodyguards reported.
"Are you okay, Boss?" the other asked, but Alpha Alvin only signalled for them to leave, and they obeyed.
Sighing, he lifted his head from the cushion, grabbed his phone from the table, and activated the tracker he'd placed on Annabelle, before he left the room.
Exiting the elevator, he headed to his car and drove out of the underground garage.
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