Epilogue 2

Owen

I walked through the small apartment and did my best not to step on anything. Not that it mattered. There wasn't a single piece of furniture or item in the place that wasn't destroyed. Couches, pillows, and even the bed had been shredded with a knife. Drawers from the dressers had been yanked out and the contents dumped all over the floor. Picture frames lay smashed. Hell, even the food in the fridge and cabinets was thrown around. It looked like whoever destroyed the place had been in a fit of rage. That, or they were looking for something.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dialed my boss.

He answered on the first ring. "Did you find her?"

"Nope, her apartment is empty." I looked around the small space. Maybe empty wasn't the right word. "Someone trashed the place good. I can't even tell if anything was taken."

I waited as Maverick let out a string of curses that could rival a sailor. It was rare for my boss to use profanity when it came to our job. Ever since becoming the boss of the company, Maverick had attempted to clean up his image. He wanted to be a good face for what we did.

"Lex isn't too far from your location. He called this morning to let me know he was ready to come down. I'll call him back and ask him to join you instead. Find out what happened and report back when you have something. I don't like that she was looking to leave her old life and now this."

I hung up the phone and put it back in my pocket. It was a good thing Maverick was okay with me following this lead because it hadn't mattered what he said. I was staying either way. Something told me our possible new receptionist was in trouble and that didn't sit well with me.

I had only spoken to her once, but that was all it had taken for me to know I would help in any way that I could.

Don’t miss the next installment in the Willow Creek Series, Gentle Fox.