Michael
My feet pad against the floor as I pace back and forth in my living room. I can hear everyone's whisper's as I pass them, only to turn and pass them once more.
"What about her bracelet Orlando?" Claudia asks clutching her hand around her husband's arm. They are both seated on the sofa their faces blotched red from tears.
"She doesn't wear it anymore. She stopped when she realized what it was meant for."
"Cobi, isn't there some kind of tracking you could do, like from streetlight cameras or something?" Claudia's hopefulness is addictive, but even I know it's too much of a stretch,
"No. We would need a warrant and we just don't have that kind of time. Our best bet is to wait for Deek. He's the best in the world and he will help us find her."