He was tired, he was angry, he felt frustrated yet hope pulsed through his veins as his gaze lingered on Maya's picture.
Melissa had given up on retrieving her phone at this point. She could understand.
The door opened, Xavier didn't look up, from Maya's picture as his finger trailed her features. Dirty, filthy rather yet still so beautiful. The welt and the bruise had not hidden her delicate frame or her red full lips he missed nipping on.
Brian came in with takeouts which he evenly distributed among the crew who immediately began a ravenous feast.
It was 6:30 pm and the girls have been with Melissa since it was 2, they had skipped lunch and with the way she had sounded, the urgency in her voice, they didn't even stop to think of buying takeouts so their hunger was understan
