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FAREWELL PARTY

IAN

“We’ve been searching for her, sir. The jet changed its landing point and we have been unable to find her yet.”

I turned my swivel chair to him, grasping its handles so I wouldn’t pounce at him or anyone else in the office.

“A jet isn’t so small that it could just disappear!”

The urge to retract my claws and scratch his face was high but I had to hold it in. There were too many humans here already and I didn’t want to make an unnecessary scene.

A member from the Los Angeles Board of Police commission was present, along with some of his cops and a private detective that just joined recently… but none of them were doing enough. I didn’t want the FBI on this case since I’ve already had bad records with them but if I didn’t act fast, they’d poke their noses into it.

“Doesn’t the jet have a tracker?” I asked, trailing my eyes around the different sets of eyes around.

“The tracker was destroyed and disposed of in Portland.”

F*ck.

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So he wants to hunt her down because he enjoyed raping her so much? What a douche
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