Chapter 100

~Zane

I paced the room, breathing hard, “They searched her and probably left it here,”

I couldn't lose her.

“How about the plate numbers you were tracking?” I asked Steve.

“Smart ass, they changed cars, and we don’t know the current car’s plate number they are driving with so we can’t track them,”

“Shit!” I pulled at my hair.

“I’ll alert the police and see if the private investigator has found anything on her yet,” he muttered and hung up.

We were back to square one. This was just a dead end. I couldn't keep lying around doing nothing while she was still missing. I kicked off the papers lying on my feet and it went flying and that was when I saw something red.

I walked over and picked up the stained paper, it smelled like blood. Oh no! This only means that she was hurt. I stared closer at it, it looked like a drawing but I couldn't figure it out yet.

I looked closer at it, it looked like a boat, and then it clicked. They were taking her to a port my father had. But he hardly used it