Frost felt ready to crawl out of her skin with all of the deadends that they kept running into and she wished that something would just give, but luck didn't seem to be on their side at the moment. Everything that they had been able to glean from the Dark Lords, she had already been aware of and she was ready to explode from the frustration of not finding anything useful for their investigation. The reported kidnappings had dwindled over the past month, but they were still happening and she knew that those evil people were just waiting for the pressure to die down. She had been in their lair almost every day for the past f*****g month and she felt like they were no closer to the truth than they had been to begin, it was putting her and Cleo both on the verge of snapping. She was currently
