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Tyler’s POV

The situation was growing more frustrating by the minute. We had been trying to reach Sophia for days, but every attempt seemed to lead to dead ends and vague excuses. It was unlike her to be so evasive, and it was starting to gnaw at my nerves. My younger brother, Jake, and I had sent countless messages and calls, but her responses had been hesitant, her words mumbling something about being abroad and not planning to return to work anytime soon.

I paced back and forth in our makeshift headquarters, my frustration palpable. "This is getting ridiculous, Jake. She's never been this elusive before."

Jake glanced up from his laptop, his brow furrowed in concentration. "I know, Ty. It's like she's intentionally avoiding us."

I ran a hand through my hair, my frustration giving way to worry. "And where the hell is Sophia? His schedule shows he's been MIA for the past three days, and he's been inactive in human society too."

Jake's eyes flicked to the screen, his fingers typing aw