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Austin

“Thea, I need you to call Tommy downstairs. Tell him to round up Olivia’s friends. Whatever they’re doing, drop it. We have news.”

“Any updates?” I called back the investigator. “Give me more details on this guy.”

“I’ve sent over the info we have collated, Mr. Cane. Nothing that could point out his location. All files have still been wiped clean. But we’ve contacted our guys to dig deeper sir, and they are. It will just take a bit more time.”

“We don’t have more time!” I shouted and hung up.

I can’t believe this happened right under my fucking nose. He was in the same building! How could I have not noticed him?

Tommy and Olivia’s friends rushed into my office with Althea leading them.

I asked them to settle down for some news.

“We need all the manpower we can get, the police and my detectives are on it but I all want you to know: Parker Simmons took her. An I.T. guy from this same building.”

I clenched my fists.

“You mean, he works here?” Rosie balked.

“The same guy who s
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