Hundred & one

Zeke's POV

We arrived at the warehouse just as the sky was darkening. We had to be very discreet, to not get caught by the men involved. Anything that would lead to a shootout without first securing my kids was what I was trying to avoid.

Arriving at the doorway leading into the warehouse, I felt a strange chill in the air. The place was eerily quiet, and as I stepped inside, my heart sank. The warehouse had been cleared out completely.

There was no sign of Ellen or anyone else. I walked further in, the emptiness echoing my footsteps.

“Damn it,” I muttered under my breath, pulling out my phone. I dialed my father’s number, needing his guidance.

“What’s the situation?” he answered, his voice stern and filled with authority.

“The warehouse is empty,” I reported, frustration seeping into my tone. “It looks like they just moved out. The place is freshly cleaned.”

There was a pause before he responded. “They couldn't have left town. We can use this to our advantage. Look for any clues th