Reed
"Anything new?" I asked for the umpteenth time, striding back and forth as Hermine typed away on the keyboard, her facial expression nothing short of concentration.
"Not yet. I am currently going through footage of every street around hoping to find anything that tells us who took her," Hermine uttered, never peeling her eyes off the screen.
"We already know it's Roman through the help of Alex and her father," I murmured in response to Hermine's statement. She ignored my remarks, her fingers speeding effortlessly over the keyboard.
Two days. Two whole days and I was nowhere close to finding Zinnia. Every second that ticked by without me finding out a clue to her location was enough to drive me to hell. Imagining what Roman, or whoever it was that took her, might be doing to her
