Finding Her

Demitri

I've no idea where to look, I've no idea who it is or anything, and she's gone. Disappeared, which isn't fucking good. Why didn't I just tell her to stay put?

"Maybe check her apartment?" Evan looks at me.

"Why would she go there?" She wouldn't, even I know she wouldn't.

"Because it's closer than your place? She has no car or phone; it's the closest place." He looks at me, waiting.

"Fine, we will try there," I get into the car, and Yas looks at me. Great, I forgot about her. I don't talk I just work from my phone asking people to watch for her.

"Has Demi mentioned getting money?" I turn and look at Evan.

"What?" Why the hell would he ask that?

"I was checking through Austin's things. He sent her the money from selling the business," Evan explains, and my head shakes.

"Not fucking willingly. Figure out a way to remove it or hide its traces. The police will question why he sold it, sent her the money, then killed himself, and she will be the main target," this was all planned.

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