A day passed since his return to the pack mansion. He spent the day discussing and thinking about where the robbers might have taken Mira’s body. Cohen was tired. He sat in the bedroom of his lake house, holding a photo of Mira. “Where are you, baby?” he asked.His heart ached again. No matter how much he tried to forget the day her life was taken, he would still remember it. He tried to drink alcohol to keep the memory away but when he was sober, the memory came back. He tried to do a lot of work to keep his mind busy. But at the moment his mind stopped being busy, he thought of her. Cohen got up from the bed and put her picture inside his jacket pocket before he walked out. When he was out there, he made a connection with the beggars and the homeless people in the town where he would
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