A Broken Vase

Michael POV:

I was at my lowest, I've searched high and low, far and wide. There was no trace of her, the police search hasn't been in anyway fruitful. I hadn't been able to convince them to search every biulding registered in Leo Jordan name. None of them see him like i do.

The police had tried to ask Mr. Eyre a few questions, but he is yet to remember anything that could be of help. All he remembered was Someone knocking him out, he was already out beofre he knew what hit him. He couldn't put out a face or anything that could be of importance.

I lay on the bed rethinking everything, where did i go wrong. I began to explore the possibility of what if it wasn't Leo, i shut it down pretty quickly. It was him, no one else. I was sure, whoever took her did to get to me and he was the one with enough motive. I just have to find a way to prove it, that is before my patience runs out and i resort to violence.

Mark would have been glad to help, too bad i didn't know his whereabouts. It occ