Eighty-Four

Regardless of his hometown, the last time he felt anything from Sally was three years ago, the moment he and everyone thought she was dead. After that, it was just radio silence. But, deep down, Ryan knows that Sally is not dead and that she is still somewhere in the world.

Thus, proving her last residence was in Paris. What is she doing here? Where is she now? She couldn't have disappeared like that, not without a reason.

Ryan has a habit of locking himself in his office, until or if someone comes in and bothers him.

Speaking of disturbances, a knock on the door suddenly echoed throughout the room. A head poked in to reveal Albert. "You ask me?"

Ryan nodded. "Is there any news?" He asked tiredly.

Entering the room, and with straight and solemn lips, Albert shook his head. Hatred couldn't burst his Alpha's bubble, but as a friend, he didn't need to give this man so much hope. It's not good for his condition right now.

Ryan coughed, gently patting his chest where his heart lay. "Wait,