Alexander
Luca and I searched the entire city and still no Tate. Each time we thought we had a possible lead, it took us to a dead end. Either DeMarco has him, or he’s just good at hiding. Let’s hope it's the last one. God only knows what shape he would be in if DeMarco got his hands on him.
“Alex, we’ve been here for two weeks, and we got nothing. Maybe we should head back until-”
“No! I promised Rachel I’d find him and bring him back.” I hissed as we stepped inside the house.
Luca froze and raised his fingers to his lips taking out his gun. I reached in the back of my pants and got mine ready as we quietly stepped through the back. As we looked around the corner, we both glanced at each other in confusion as a woman in a torn dress sat in the corner of the room. She was definitely H
