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He was staring out through the glass wall. The view didn't impress him any longer. His one hand rested on the desk and balled. He could still recall her scared face when he told her what he wanted. Abortion wasn't even in his mind. He loved her.

"It would take a long time to track him down," Robbie said, grabbing his attention.

" We can't delay. He won't step back. He must be looking for an opportunity." He told him, still gazing out.

"Our men are groping for him in every corner of the city." Robbie said as he rubbed his fingers over his jaw, "I should send more out of the country too." He seemed to suggest himself.

He drew to his feet and shoved one hand in his pocket, "That wouldn't be required. He won't go away. His family is with us." He said. His hands were clenched in exasperation. He swore to give him a painful death.

"He won't try to do anything. We have his family." Robbie smirked, repeating.

He shook his head and