Royal Alpha Roar.
Tires scream against the asphalt as I bring my car to a screeching halt.
An hour ago, chaos began. The True Bloods made good on their threats. The police had secured footage from the cameras in the area, and I was one of the first to receive the clip. In that clip, I definitely saw Serayah’s car. The chauffeur swore it was the one she took out. Watching closely, I saw a figure that could only be her in the grainy clip.
According to the wards, she left wearing a white cashmere top and black leggings. Although her face wasn’t visible, the outfit matched what she had on when she left.
Now, I’m here, on the very road where it’s all happening. Cops and security units are swarming the area. I deployed a private security team of my own to search for Serayah. I underestimate
