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Three hours later we landed in Laos. As we drove to the address Cornelio provided, I leaned back in the chair and panicked. Whatever Cornelio had found out couldn’t be good. Laos wasn’t a country frequented, so there must be a reason he had us meet him there.
Rubbing my head, I stared out the window looking at nothing. “Clyde if you know why we’re here tell me. What the hell, my girl is missing.”
Ignoring the pain in my chest, I studied his face.
“I’m not bull shitting you. When he called me, he didn’t sound like himself. Something was wrong but it must be something that couldn’t be discussed over the phone. I don’t know any more than that.”
Nibbling on my lip, I drummed my fingers against the door panel. My body was exhausted after crossing so many time zones. I knew I would not
