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“So you didn’t think about going to the police? Having them call us? It’s not hard to type ‘Hunter Corps’ into Google and call my office either. Sounds to me like you’re giving me a whole bunch of excuses.” He didn’t mean for it to come out sounding so harsh, but he was angry and couldn’t seem to hold himself back. Taking a breath he pulled his phone from his pocket. “Call her. Now.”
“Of course I did,” Odette sighed nervously, somehow knowing these sorts of questions were going to come her way. “But I had to keep under the radar to avoid getting kidnapped again... I was kidnapped by the man that killed my father, Derek. I... I was scared, I didn’t know what to do. Police said I needed I.D. because that was protocol but I have nothing. I can’t access any bank accounts, I can’t do anything. That asshole took it all,” she explained, shakily reaching out her hand to take the phone from him. “Okay, I’ll do it,” Odette almost whispered, going to his contacts and choosing his mother’s number, waiting nervously as it rung.

















