A letter…

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I sat at the table away from Sinister. Clearly, he didn't mean what he had told me. He couldn't possibly feel anything for me. It was not that long until Moe and Nik came back as Nadia and Archer followed behind.

“I brought dinner. And by dinner, I mean lots of comfort food because we all need comfort in any form we can get." Nik smiled.

“Why so quiet, Piranha?" Moe asked, noticing my silence.

“James has the folder. What if it's a trap? What if they trick him into meeting them because he thinks that Violet is in danger? What if they hurt him?"

“Becky, your friend is going to be okay." Archer calmed me, “We'll find him."

“He was right there. I saw him, he was at the motel. And I just- I couldn't-"

“It's not your fault, Jamie knows how to handle himself," Moe assured me.

Sinister’s eyes locked onto mine and I could feel my tears building up, "I'm going to meet Daniel downstairs."

I didn't want anyone to see how broken I felt as my pain was seeping through my presence. Taking the