Michael’s POVAshley was already moving, checking the corners of the room like he could somehow be hiding in plain sight.“Henry, this isn’t funny!” she called out, her tone sharper now, laced with tension she wasn’t even trying to hide.Nick crouched near the desk, scanning the floor, his eyes moving quickly, methodically.“He really didn’t take his things,” he muttered.I followed his line of sight and my chest tightened.“He wouldn’t leave without them” I said.“No, he wouldn’t” Nick agreedAshley turned toward us.“We need to find him immediately.”I just stood still, numerous scenarios playing in my head.Ashley stepped closer, her voice lower now.“Michael we have to operate with the mindset that he might have been taken”“I said no.”My hands dragged through my hair, my thoughts spiraling too fast, jumping from one possibility to another, each worse than the last.“They couldn’t have gotten in here, not without being seen” I said. “Unless they already had access,” Nick counter
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