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Nothing Left to Lose Pt. 15

 -Searching-

“We have no idea where she is. Nobody had seen her in days.”  Warren said after getting off the phone with a contact. The group had made their way back to the states and were staying at a house owned by the nights of the dawn. Ronodin was still with them but he had gone upstairs hours ago. 
“We’ve been at this all day, maybe, we should get some sleep. Start again in the morning.” Vanessa said, taking Warren’s hand when he sat back down at the table. Seth knew she should go back to bed, but maybe if he stayed up a little while longer…. “That means both of you too, get some sleep,” Vanessa said, giving Seth and Bracken the evil eye. 
“Guys, Vanessa’s probably right. And if we don’t go to bed she will probably knock us out with her sleeping darts.” Warren said, standing up. 
Warren was probably right with the second statement, so Seth decided to go to bed also. Bracken seemed to make the same conclusion. 
“Goodnight, guys,” Seth said as they parted ways in the upstairs hallway. 
“Night,” Warren said as he followed Vanessa into their room.
“Goodnight, Seth,” Bracken said as he closed his door. Seth headed down the hall to his room. 
Could they really save Kendra? It was taking about everything they had just to look for her and they still had found nothing. It had taken three years to find Kendra last time. They knew that if she didn’t want to be found she wouldn’t be. Not the mention all of her contacts will have probably alerted her that they were looking for her by now. Seth just didn’t know what to do. He guessed the best he could do right now was get some sleep and start again in the morning.


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