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Ricco paced up and down as he picked up the bags he was supposed to go with when his phone rang. He was surprised to see Natalie's number displayed on the screen.

"Hey, Nat," he said.

"Ricco, where are you?"

He frowned. Why did her voice sound panicked? "I'm getting something together, I have to give it to your grandpa."

"Can you not go to see him today, it's kinda urgent," she said.

"What is the matter, Nat?" He asked curiously.

"It's Trish."

That single name sent his blood into a frenzy as he stared at his phone and then placed it back on his ears.

"Trish? What happened to her?" He finally asked.

Her words didn't sound too clear in his ears after a while because he couldn't believe them. There was no way in hell that she could have been through such a gruesome ordeal.

"I don't know but I saw how you looked at Trish and I decided you were the best person to call because you care about her," Natalie continued.

"Damn r