Andre’s POV The first report about Lauren came in on a Thursday morning. I was in my office on the forty-second floor of my company’s headquarters in New York, staring at a stack of contracts that needed my signature. The city stretched endlessly beyond the glass walls behind my desk—steel, glass, and noise—but inside my office everything was quiet. Controlled. Disciplined. Just the way I liked it. My phone buzzed softly against the desk. I glanced at the screen. It was one of the men I had hired in Auckland through my private investigator of course The ones in charge of watching Lauren. For a second, my chest tightened. I picked up the phone immediately. “Talk.” “Sir,” the man said, professional and brief. “I saw her.” My grip on the phone tightened. Of course they did. I had a strong feeling she would be in that building, I guess I was right. For months after Lauren disappeared, I had tried to find her the normal way. Calling. Going to her office every day As
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