I rapidly get out of my mental funk. Using the number of warriors I brought from Golden Iris, I start searching the entire area.

We quickly came to the conclusion that my mate's kidnapper had fled in a car. The parking area directly below the room is where Rosy's scent ends.

I approach the receptionist to inquire about who else made a reservation for the same day the three women did. She is human, and her cunning behavior is obvious from her body language.

"Sorry, Sir, ...