Larissa's POV
The week dragged on tortuously.
From what I’d heard about Scott from Brayden, he was good at his job. Brayden was more than confident in his friend’s ability to find Stephanie and Claire eventually, but waiting was unbearable.
Brayden had the luxury of having other things to do that kept his mind busy. He had his job, meetings, friends, and other things to attend to.
On the other hand, I had none of that. I was stuck in the house by myself and even as large the estate was, it was starting to feel trapped and useless. Every day that passed felt like sand slipping through my fingers. I debated sending Stephanie a DM online but Brayden had shut down that idea. He said that doing that could potentially spook her and send her even deeper into hiding. So all I could do was sit
