Mark’s pov

I’m mad and furious.

I was close to finding Tiffany. These close.

Fucking Dave.

if he hadn’t showed up when he did, Rex would have found the safe house a lot sooner and we would have gotten there on time.

Now we’re stuck in another dead in.

“Anything?” I ask Rex for the 100th time.

He sighed and shook his head.

“Maybe you should chill,” Joe said, “I’m sure your pacing is making it difficult for him to concentrate, right Rex?”

Rex nods in agreement, his eyes fixed on the computer screen in front of him. "Yeah, Mark, please. I'm trying to hack into the security system, but it's not easy. I need focus."

I take a deep breath and try to calm down, but it's hard. Tiffany is out there, and every minute counts. I can't believe Dave showed up and ruined our chance to get to her. I pace around the room, trying to burn off some of the excess energy.

"Come on, Rex," I say, trying to keep my voice even. "We need to find her. We can't let Temper get his hands on her."

Rex nods, his fingers flying a