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He doesn’t say a word, just looks at me with wide-eyes.

“Eli!” I hear Z shout from the staircase as he moves down them. I hesitate before I walk over to them. “You remember anything?”

“I don’t know.” I shake my head, racking my brain trying to think, resorting to talking out loud. “We had a growing number of unsolved cases over the last few years…” trailing off, I look up at them, my eyes widening and my mouth parting slightly.

“What kind of cases?”

“Missing persons.”

I think back, trying to place every time a case would go cold, who was working it, who would be quietly talking in a corner.

“Sherman was also the detective in charge of most of them.”

Z’s nostrils flare.

“You already took care of him. But always the same guys working on them with him. But he’s been dead for over 6 months. Women and girls are still going missing.”

“So he’s not the head of it.”

“No, but he was high enough that you pissed off whoever is.”

Nodding his head, we hear the door at the top of the stairs close.

“Ella?” Z calls out to her. “What are you doing here?”

“She had an idea. And refused to tell me what it was until we were here.” Axe says, glaring over at his wife.

Jag chuckles from behind me.

“First off,” she starts. “I go with you.”

“No.” Axe and Z say in unison.

“Fine, I’ll go by myself.” She stands before all of us.

“Goddamnit.” Axe groans out, looking over at the guys and shrugging his shoulders.

“You may have forgotten that I’ve gone through this. I have a better idea of what she’s going through than any of the rest of you. Do you know what it feels like?”

“Fine,” Z says after Axe nods his head reluctantly.

“This is connected to Midnight Syn.” She pauses as the door opens at the top again and I see Z groan out before the footsecho off the stairs.

“Absolutely not.” He says as Billie steps into view.

“We were comparing notes earlier.” Ella tells him as Billie and Liv move to stand next to her.

“There’s two places they’re probably holding her.” Billie adds.

“Them.” Ella glances over at her.

“What?”

“I went by Low’s apartment.” Liv starts. “She’s not there either.”

“Why would they take Low?” Spyder asks.

“Because.” My tone comes out a bit amused. “Whoever’s in charge either knows Drew, or they knew Caroline.”