Theodore's POV
Bending the corner of Chance's house I can already feel her. I know it sounds cliché but its true. I speed up and barely have time to park before I swiftly get out of the car and run up his steps with my team not too far behind.
I barely even have time to open the door before it swings open and a retarded Chance stands in front of me.
"Yes?" He asks leaning against the frame crossing his arms.
"Where's Blue?" I grit out and he smirks.
"How would I know?" He shrugs still smirking and I draw my fist back and punch him.
He cries out in pain grabbing his nose and he bring my self down to his level.
"I don't play games Mr. Latino." I whisper slowly in his ears and he chuckles. Returning to my original level I glare down at him and continue. "Now I did some research, and h
