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Turns out...It's not even on.
And the car I bought her? The one with the gps system in it?
Sold and traded in for a black Nissan at some shady dealership somewhere between New York and Virginia.
And I can only assume she traded in her car from that dealership at some point, because I've tracked down every black Nissan in the U.S. and none of them are registered to her.
She obviously doesn't want to be found.
Doesn't mean I'll stop trying, though.
Not until I know where she is and that she's safe.
I glance at Marlene and she shakes her head. “They called me with an update earlier. There's no news...they still can't find her.”
Dammit. I should have known better than to hire a private investigator and his shit for brains team.
I should go looking for her myself...but I can't.
My anger bubbles and I walk over to the small table in the foyer, my eyes focusing like lasers on them.
Less than a second later Marlene yelps as I send the vase full of dandelions crashing to the floor. “Tell them they better find her soon...or they're all dead. Every last one of them.”
She pales and her eyes drop to my hand. “You're bleeding.”
I look down and sure enough, there's blood dripping all over the dandelions.
I grunt and walk away...not giving a shit that I'm leaving a long trail of blood behind.