PTSD

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Aiden's pov Beads of perspiration formed on my forehead. I wasn't afraid of what was going on outside, I had that sorted. Fear twisted a knot in my stomach. “Stephan, how's the situation outside?” “They're on retreat, we got a good number of them.” “Good.” They will be back but not anytime soon. For now, what's important is finding Avery. Could it be they somehow managed to get to her? “Found her?” “No boss.” Stephan replied, bending his head to avoid eye contact. “But from the surveillance, we know they didn't take her.” “We can't be so sure! Get the dark knights to give chase…I want the men on retreat gone.” Then if they have her, she'll be brought back home. I tried calling her again, still no response. Each time I tried calling her phone, it went straight to voicemail. She

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