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After hours and nights of working, I was finally getting somewhere. Arriving here at the previous workplace, which was the bookshop I decided to ask people from there.

I walked to the front desk and met an old man seated there looking old and calm.

"Good day, sir," I spoke, my voice hard but clear.

"Good day, how may I help you?" The old man asked

I brought out a card and waved to his face. "I'm an investigator. I wanted to ask about your former worker, Jasamina Mccully." I stated firmly.

Blank. His old face turned blank. "I don't know anyone by that name."

"But she worked for you."

"Mina worked for me with her little girl, Mia." He stated curtly, his voice strong and angry for an old man. "That girl doesn't deserve to be hunted like an animal, so you and everyone like you can go get yourself another job instead of hunting an innocent girl!"

His word shocked me to my toes. I was momentarily speechless.

"If you'd excuse me I've got work to do.