Xander’s POV
It’s been over two weeks since Zariah went missing. I think that man in the club may have kidnapped her and possibly killed her by now. I don’t know what I’m going to do. The police have found no leads. I had her cellphone, and she hasn’t logged into any social media, not that she logs in all that often. I haven’t been sleeping much. My parents are planning to come in a few days so we can search together.
I keep retracing every possible route from the club to find any clue left by her. It’s becoming hopeless. I’m standing in my kitchen just looking at her van. Suddenly there’s bright lights in my driveway near her van. “What the f*ck.” I say out loud. I move to the door and open the closet beside it gabbing my baseball bat. I quietly open the door and peer out.
There is a
