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He doesn’t look up as he speaks, his focus entirely on the task at hand. “That’s all we’ve got and more than we had yesterday,” I add, watching him work. The guy’s a genius with this stuff, and right now, he’s our best shot at narrowing down the search area. Caleb’s fingers fly over the keyboard, his brow furrowing in concentration. “D C S,” he mutters to himself. “Alright, let’s narrow it down. Fields, attics... we’re looking for a building, possibly commercial, with those initials.”

He would have dragged him out of the apartment right away. Andrew refocused on the CCTV in his room, gazing at Alice's face to alleviate his yearning. Andrew zoomed in on the object he was looking at, a white bottle placed on the nightstand beside Alice. Andrew further enlarged the image on his laptop screen to read the name of the medicine. He then immediately typed the name of the drug into the G****e search bar to find out its purpose.

He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there. I noticed a tattoo of a heart on the left side of his chest. Instead of an arrow going through it, it was a rose. The heart was empty in the middle, except for the letter "A" at the top of the inside of the heart. An image of a man, who I could only pinpoint as Michelangelo in my head, came to mind and I could see him sculpturing this Adonis to pure, Italian perfection, and my, what a sight he was. "Didn't your mother ever teach you that it's rude to stare?" I was brought out of my ogling.

* Picking up my dinner which consisted of a fried chicken and vegetables, I made my way over to the corner where our table sat. After my therapy session crashed and burned, I took a shower and cleared my head, burying the memories once again. “So Ava, how was your first day in RBMS?” Veronica asks picking on her burger and fries. “Eh, nothing much. Just a therapy session.” “Who’d you get as your therapist?” Connor asks with his arm over Veronica’s shoulder. “Hayley…something…” I forgot her surname. “Seriously!” Caleb exclaims and I give Rhea a look asking her to explain.

She nodded, acknowledging my praise, and then turned her attention back to her search. I continued to sip the coffee, its warmth spreading through my body. Curiosity gnawed at me as I observed Aurelia's determined search. I couldn't resist the urge to inquire about what she was looking for, my interest piqued by her unwavering focus. Leaning forward in my seat, I gently asked her, "Aurelia, are you searching for something specific?" Aurelia paused for a moment, her eyes meeting mine in a silent acknowledgment. With a series of precise hand gestures, she conveyed that she was indeed looking for something. Intrigued, I pressed further, "What is it that you're trying to find, Aurelia?"

He asked him. Ethan nodded his head in response. “Be fast with it!” He hastened him. “Okay. Please, have your seat. I will start the search,” he said to him Ethan and Alessandra took their seats. Teddy switched on his PC. The one he uses for tracking. He waited for a minute to make it load. Not long after, it came on. Quickly, he began to run some certain applications on it. In no matter of time, the application opened.

“I was talking to my dad about twenty minutes ago. Luna Safi and Lune Jeremy went out to find Ms. Kayla. Then we lost contact. No phone. No mindlink. Nothing. He told me to get you to the packhouse ASAP—because we lost the entire link. Like someone pulled the plug.” “Fuck,” I mutter. “Where were they searching for Kayla?” Zak asks. “We checked her house—tossed. She lives on the outskirts of our land because of her human job. Easier commute. Anyway, when she wasn’t there and couldn’t be reached, Luna Safi used the ‘Find My Phone’ app. Everyone in our pack has it enabled for emergencies. They tracked her to a…um… a sex shop,” Gus says, blushing. Under different circumstances, it’d be funny. It

Chambers was a common last name and I didn't I could remember the names of Mark's grandparents, but maybe there was a Dr. chambers in list. Did not have. Okay, so I'd have to G****e Mark. I ran up to the second floor, entered flying into the first room, which happened to be M's. The computer on her desk was turned on, so I opened a search window and typed in Dr. Mark Chambers. Oh man, there were millions of results. Literally. Added marine biologist, phone and vancouver to the search terms and tried again. Okay, it got a little better,

There was a fear in Reina, fear that Alta had left her and returned to Green. This morning Reina went out of the room, intending to bring Alta up, trying to fix all the problems between them. And yet she found no one else in the house but her. "Al..,where are you?" called Reina looking for Alta everywhere. The living room, the guest room, the back garden, the kitchen, even the bathroom Reina had wiped out, but she found no one. There's no sign of Alta at the house. "Al, you're out, aren't you?" Reina asked to no one.

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