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My eyebrows shoot up in surprise as tears pool in the corner of them, spilling over and running down my cheek, making Drake growl. As he does the man lifts his hand and whispers something so fast I couldn’t pick it up and suddenly I’m on my ass on the grass having been forced off the porch and through the air as an invisible barrier surrounds the entire house.

The woman runs out onto the decking looking worried as she checks me over from a distance. I take the card and I throw it at her. She grabs it looking at me sympathetically

“Please If you get Intouch with your daughter will you please just give her our number, we know she was trying to warn us and we don’t even need to see her ever again we just need to know where they took them please”

She nods sadly as Drake pulls me away from the woman. Something deep inside me and Layla stirs, a connection forming between me and the woman as our eyes meet one last time. Something about her familiar in a sense.<