JACE
What the hell is going on? I wonder while checking the drawer again, I am hundred percent sure the photograph was here. I need to see that photograph but where is it? The only reasonable thought I can come up with right now is that someone somehow found out about the photograph and took it, which means the person doesn’t want me to see what’s in it.
I release my tie a bit and unbutton the first three buttons of my shirt while pacing around in confusion. f**k! How did someone find out about it? I pause mid-pacing when a thought occurred to me, why didn’t I think of that before? Of course, it’s Cassie, she found me here at the middle of the night but didn’t ask me what I was doing here.
I walk up to her room but didn’t meet her in there, maybe she’s somewhere around the house.
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