Third Person POV
Arthur stood up from the chair and started pacing back and forth searching for the right words to use but he seemed to be lost.
“Spit it out Arthur,” Ryder said impatiently.
“She's gone Ryder.” Arthur finally let out.
“What do you mean she is gone?” Ryder asked again.
“Erica came, I think she took her.” Arthur responded.
“What? Erica was here?” Ryder asked Arthur who wasn't sure if he should have told him or not.
“Yes, he was. Sorry, she was.” Arthur replied and Ryder could feel everything in him burn. He hated that he was fooled and he didn't see it coming, he didn't have the slightest idea that Erica made sure he got the wrong plan.
“Wow, they tried. I'm a fool.” Ryder muttered to himself.
“No, you're not.” Arthur tried consoling him but it wasn't working.
