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I slipped into my seat of a plane as the pilot who had flown us here looked for Nolan. Distress was wiped all over my face.

"Mrs, is Mr. Clementé not joining us tonight?", he asked me seeing my teary eyes. I couldn't believe where I was, I was running again. I ran every time, every moment it got to close and I never thought I'd be running from him.

"No, he had some business to take care of, he's very busy", I looked out the window as he went back to the pilots chamber and there I was alone. The phone rang again, and again and each time I checked it was him, using my phone. I shut the phone off as the ring on my finger snapped against my dress and I knew that he knew more than I did or someone did. I called the one person who could cave and tell me what I needed to hear.

"Tyler I know. And I need you to tell me, everything where were they last seen, where was her last foster home, have they raided the house yet, and why did Nolan find out and not tell me", my annoyance turned into c