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Trevor arrived roughly ten minutes after Kira called him. She had remained vague, but told him she had found video footage of Stephanie from after he had dropped her off at the hotel. He had practically hung up before she could even finish her sentence. He strode into the apartment as soon as she answered the door.
“Let me see it,” he said, marching into the living room.
Kira shared a long suffering look with Rob and flipped open her laptop to play the video. Trevor’s blue gaze remained on the screen, unblinking, until Stephanie appeared. He flinched when he saw her enter the coffee shop wearing a distraught expression. He watched the scene unfold until the fire cleared out the shop.
“Where is she?” he demanded, turning to face Kira.
“We don’t know,” she said. “Everything was so ch
