“Try to look for it somewhere? Maybe it fell on the floor? There is no way those samples were stolen.”
Reagan stands up and joins his older brother in finding the two tubes of blood samples. No matter how he tries to convince himself and Raj, there is just no way the samples will get lost just like that. These were protected by spells so nothing would disturb them from being tested.
“Raj...” he calls.
Raj is standing, his fists on the table, as he breathes heavily. He is mad, like really mad. He worked hard together with them to get those samples, do the investigation, help Nathalia and grant his father’s wish. But all of that got crushed out in just a few hours after they left their hideout. He rummages on the table again, not minding the pile of papers getting thrown around. They need
