Everything and anything was beginning to get on Rico’s nerves—the ticking clock on the wall, the low hum of a device somewhere in the room, the constant tapping of Costa’s foot against the floor, even the mere presence of the men around him.It all left him irritated and angry.It had been over a day now, and Calla, Sophia, and Eli still hadn’t been found. Rico hadn’t slept. Had barely eaten and he looked terrible.His eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep, dark shadows sitting heavily underneath them. His hair was completely unraveled, rough strands falling messily over his forehead like he had run his hands through it too many times to count.The stubble along his jaw had grown darker, making him look even more exhausted. His shirt sleeves were rolled carelessly to his elbows, wrinkled from being worn too long, and the top buttons still hung undone from how roughly he had pulled at them earlier.He looked like a man being slowly destroyed from the inside.He had done everything wit
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