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biKai’s /i/bbiPOV/i/bbi: /i/b

The five of us sat in the empty warehouse building waiting for Ramone to show up with Benard

Thorton.

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The morning after my night with Gracie, I’d left the room to grab me some water. Turns out, Tyler

was doing the same thing.

“iWhat /iiare you /iidoing /iihere/ii?/i”

Asking simultaneously, after a short pause, weughed aloud. ?

“iSo/ii, /iiyou /iireally /iidid /iihave /ia crush ion /iiLondyn /iithis /iiwhole /iitime/i.i” /i

i“/iiYeah/ii…/iiwe /iireally /iibonded /iiover /iithese /iipast /iifew /iimonths /iiwhile /iiyou /iiwere /iiin /iithe /iihospital/ii./ii” /i

i“/iiHmm/i…looks imy /iia /iiwas /iilove /iima/i.”

i“/iiHahahah/i!!!! iThat’s /iigoing /iion a /iigreeting /iicard/ii./ii” /i

After grabbing two water bottles each, we made our way back to our rooms. Before splitting up, Tyler

called out to me.

“iHey/i…I’ll istart /iithe /iisearch /iifor Thorton /iiter /iithis /iimorning/i.”

Yesterday, in my anger, I told Tyler to immediately begin searching for Thorton. But after everything that happenedst night, I realized spending time with my family was just as important. We had all of next week to find him, today I just wanted to enjoy being back home.

“Nahi…/iilet’s /iibegin /iieverything /iion Monday/ii. /iiToday/i…ispend /ias much time as iyou /ican with Londyn.”

Tyler smiled brightly at me.

i“/iiWell/i, who knew a little ihanky /iipanky /iiwould /iihave /iimy /iibest /ifriend being all imushy/ii./i”

Tylerughed and ran back to his room before I could react.

Tomorrow….I’ll kill him tomorrow.

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b12:20 /bbFri/bb, /bbSep /b12

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After the family weekend ended, I had Parys help Cam with some of his workload at the boffice /bwhile I handled everything else from my home office. Tyler immediately began his search for Thorton that Monday. Turns out, he wasn’t an easy man to find. We figured the Rochesters went through great lengths to keep him hidden.

In the meantime, I’d purchased Gracie a new phone and had her number changed. I didn’t want the Rochesters tracking her or having ess to her. The father had begun sending her messages demanding she set up a meeting with my parents to discuss business. Rochester truly had a bset /bon him. You all but sold your daughter and then had the nerve to demand more in return. I couldn’t wait to give him exactly what he deserved.

It took three weeks to finally get a trail on him. Turns out, he had multiple aliases for his bank ounts and IDs. But it was his shellpany that became the turning point.

“iHey/ii, /iiI /iithink /iI imight /iihave /iisomething/i.”

Tyler walked into my office one afternoon holding a stack of papers.

“iWhat’s /iithis/ii?/ib” /b

i“/iIt’s ikind /iof like iTask/i–iManager/i. iApparently/ii, /iiit /iipairs people /iiwith /i‘iservice /iitechs/i‘”

I looked at Tyler with a puzzled expression, why was this relevant? Sensing my confusion, Tyler

exined.

“This isite/ii, /iI ifound /iiit /iion /iithe /iidark/i–iweb/ii. /iiIt’s /ia ishell /iipany /iiused /iito /iihire /iiunderground /iiservices/ii./ii” /i

Underground….I quickly understood. It was a site where you could hire the worse of the worse to get i‘/iijobs/ii‘ /idone.

My brows furrowed as I continued to read. I still didn’t understand how this would help find

Thorton. fn2c34 Content originallyes from find(?)ovel/fn2c34

i“/iOkay, so ihow /ido we use ithis /ito iour /iiadvantage/ii?/ii” /i

i“/iiI’ve /igot my iteam /itracing jobs ihe’s /ipleted. Phone inumbers /ithat were used, and possible meeting isites/i. iWe /ishould be iable /ibto /bipull /isomething out of this.”

I nodded my head in agreement. This was the most information we’d uncovered so far, so I had bto /bhave some faith.

12:20 Frib, /bbSep /b12

And then, finally. It happened after weeks of tracking and tracing, Tyler finally found his location.

i“/iiRx/ii, /iirx/ii! /iiI /icall ibaring /iigood /iinews/i….iI’ve /iifound Benard /iiThorton/ii./ii” /i

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My eyes immediately darted to Gracie; I could see the change in her expression. She looked at if she’d stopped breathing for a moment. Her eyes stayed on the phone, waiting for Tyler to continue.

i“/iiSo/ii, /iiwhere /iiis /iihe/ii?/i”

“iHe’s /iistaying /iiin /iia /iicondo /iiowned /iiby /iithe /iiRochesters/i. iIt’s /iiin /iithe /iioutskirts /ibof /biKingston /iiin /ia small itown /iicalled /iiUnion /iiCity/ii./i”

Gracie’s eyes widen at the name of the location.

“iWhat /iiis /iiit /iiGracie/ii?/ii” /i

i“/iiI /iiknow /iithat /iice/i. I imean/ii, /iiI’ve /iibeen /iito /iithat /iicondo /iibefore/i.i” /i

Both Tyler and I grew quiet as Gracie exined. Apparently, her piece of shit brother Noah, sent her there before to drop documents off to a man. The man was about average heightb, /bsalt and pepper hair with a mustache. He wore sses and had a scar on his right arm. She’d met him several times. The man was none other than Benard Thorton.

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