Cameron’s POV
We were all slouched around the conference room table, just like we had been for the last two hours. Untouched plates of food were scattered around the table, mixed in with pads full of hastily scribbled notes and empty coffee cups. It had been less than 12 hours since we’d found Estelle missing, but it felt like weeks.
“I still think we take another look at her sister,” I said. Estelle came from a family that liked to dabble in dark magic. It wouldn’t surprise me in the least to learn they took her in the hopes of converting her to their side. I had crossed one of her cousins before, a few years ago, so I knew personally how evil her relatives were.
“I doubt it was her family or anyone from her old coven. If a witch took her, they would have known to take her familiar wi
