It had been three days since Daniel spoke to the private investigator. Three long, exhausting days of waiting, of combing through every possible lead, of calling in every favor. Daniel and his right-hand man, Richard, had worked themselves ragged, keeping their focus fixed on one single goal — finding Freya. The investigator’s words still echoed in Daniel’s mind, each passing hour adding to the restless fire in his chest.Richard had barely slept either. He stayed close, steady, handling the underbelly of the work: the calls, the meetings, the bribing of reluctant mouths. Where Daniel carried the weight of responsibility, Richard carried the dirty details, but they both bore the same frustration which was no breakthrough, not yet.While they fought their silent battle to reach her, in another part of the city Logan sat in a dimly lit room, his mind haunted with the past events.He hadn’t come to terms with what had happened, with what he’d seen — Freya was alive, and within reach. Fo
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