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Please pick up, Father

“Elena! Elena, listen to me. Elena! Fuck!” I smashed the phone down, sobbing into my sweaty palms. “I think they got her.”

My heart pounded in fear and I couldn't control how sweaty my hands were getting. They have her. Those damn rogues took her.

“Are you sure?” Tracy's voice invaded my agony. I shot her a look. She lowered in front of me, placing a hand on mine. “Try to be calm, please.”

“Calm?” I scoffed at how absurd that sounded. “Elena just got kidnapped by the ...

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