Days had passed, Ariel looked and felt stronger but she still couldn't give a clear detail of what happened, her mind remained a fog of fragments. It was fine, Connel didn't want to stress or overwhelm her, he wanted her to come to him when she was ready. He refused to be the storm to her still recovering calm.Outside, the rain fell heavily and endlessly, and hadn't stopped since morning. It tapped against the mansion's tall windows like impatient fingers that were relentless and restless to get in.Connel stood in his office, dressed in a black tailored two-piece that clung to his frame like shadow. He stood staring at the investigation board he'd mounted on the wall. It had Photos, maps, pins, red threads connecting timelines, faces and theories.But something didn't add up.“She was missing for exactly less than forty-eight hours,”he muttered to himself. “No ransom, No calls, no message, no demands.”He paced, frustration simmering under the surface.Watson entered, wiping the rai
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