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Jen corrected. "Excuse me," I turned to the woman standing now in front of me "What's your name?" "We're sorry, but no one's allowed to talk to her," Raiza stops the girl. "I just want to know, she looks like the missing person." "Missing person?" I asked in astonishment. Do I look lost? "You look like the missing daughter of a rich businessman. There is a reward of 100k for whoever finds her." A woman said that I think was Filipino too.

I quickly reach for it and pick up the phone. "Hello-" "It's bad, sir, it's bad!" "Zee, what's wrong? Why are you panicking?" "The young lady is missing, sir-" "What?!" "How is that possible?" "We looked all over the shopping center, but we didn't find her." "Damn! How can one petite pregnant woman like Xevia defeat three big men like you!" I gritted my teeth in anger. "Pardon us, sir-" Beep. I turned off the phone before Zigas had a chance to explain further.

But mostly she needed to avoid a run-in with Ben and Kali, at least for tonight. When they arrived at Randy's house, he turned to her and said, "Can you stay? You know, help me search the missing person's files." She smirked but didn't tell him that she had planned on it. Instead, she nodded. "Hell, yeah." Randy laughed, reached out, and pulled her in for a kiss. They clawed at each other like ravenous maniacs for several minutes before pulling it together to go inside. Within five minutes of their internet search, they located what they were looking for. The stunning aboriginal woman on Jason's arm had been listed as missing since September second, a couple of weeks before Jason hired them

She had both her hands clasped behind her. Even though she heard the young man, she didn’t turn. Instead she said, “Bill, what news do you have that is worthy for my ears”. Bill seemed to struggle a while with what he had to say before letting it out. “The Miss has gone missing. The police were asked to find her”. Bill said to the woman. She was motionless, standing there as though she did not hear anything. “Isn’s that a routine particular to her? You should check the places she visits and make sure she’s alright?” She said to Bill.

he says, passing the update to her. “Yes, I’ve found two of our missing women in packs out west. After hearing what Alpha Sean said about some packs not reporting their missing women, I dug a little deeper and found that several unreported missing women are from these two packs. I also identified two of them as women we found here on the east coast. I contacted Luna Kennedy and Luna Madison earlier this week to have them speak to the women and confirm they came from packs out west. They were able to confirm in both instances.”

Not even Samantha Geelen, -- the black sheep of the New Eden. I have nothing to lose, I’m grounded, I’m impenetrable, I convinced myself. "N-no-no-no-no..." I hear my mother stutters. From the corner of my eye, over my black bonnet, I can see my mother limping to the arm of the man next to her, my father. "Susan! Susan!" My father cries out for my mother, trying to wake her up. Yet there is no answer. "Good heaven! Did you see what she has done to her mother?" someone comments, people always have something to say, this time it was another lady in a dark navy dress. "Poor Susan, she raised a prostitute."

A thick layer of gauze covered his temple, and one of his arms was encased in a heavy cast. “The things... they just took the lady. They vanished into thin air, like they were flying.” I shakily fumbled with the volume, turning it down until it was barely a whisper, terrified the driver might overhear. The caption of the video flashed across the screen alongside a grainy photo of me. MISSING: If you have seen this woman, contact the police immediately. Investigation into the ‘creature’ abduction is ongoing. The screen transitioned to a police sketch of my face.

I can’t imagine there being anything at all that she could tell me at the moment that would be as big of a problem as the one I’m dealing with now, rogues not being rogues; maids not being maids. She clears her throat and says, “Elvira just came to tell me a maid is missing. I went to review camera footage with her, and sure enough, there’s a recording of her walking out the side door not long ago.” “What?” I turn and look at her, folding my arms. As forlorn as Dez is, he is doing the same thing, his brow wrinkled in confusion. Mom is nodding. “She’s dressed in men’s clothes, but I’m sure it’s her, and there are reports coming in from the Omegas on duty over by the southern border as well.”

There must have been many of them to require so many rooms. Once the hallway ended, I turned a sharp circle and walked into William's den. The laptop that was normally there wasn't, which meant they took it so I couldn’t try to log in. Figured. But there was a newspaper sitting on top of the edge. I grabbed it, staring down at the front-page article. It was me. MISSING WOMAN'S CELL PHONE LAST PINGED NEAR ARABI, LOUISIANA.

the other policeman said and he looked up to observe Deborah’s reaction to the news. She sighed and rubbed her forehead, “And what is the name of this missing woman?” “Laura Julianne Knight, I’m sure you have heard of her. Did she not used to be the girlfriend of your son?” the lead policeman said and looked at Deborah’s face that seemed genuinely concern of the accusation.