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“I’m not saying I don’t believe you, Mia. It’s just unlike any reports I’ve taken in the past.” Pulling a card from my pocket, I slide it across the table. “I’ll look into this further, but you aren’t giving me much you go on. Rich, good-looking guy, possibly named Sam, in an expensive car. And you don’t know if you could pick him out of a line-up.”

“Whatever.” She swipes the card from the table and storms out of the room.

Sam…Samuel?

Quickly making my way back to my desk, I pull a stack of folders from the bottom drawer. The investigation that has made me the laughing fucking stock of the department.I drop it on my desk frustratedly and flip it open, glancing down at the names.

Camryn Waters

Madeline O’Rourk

Paisley Allen

Liv Alden

Elise Allen

Chloe Wilson

Girls, several of which bear a resemblance to Ms. Dillon, all having disappeared from this town in the past couple of years. Flipping the page, I scroll through my list of potential suspects—all rich assholes that moved to this quaint town around the time these women started going missing.

My finger trails the paper as I read through the names until I find it.

Samuel Millington

I fucking knew it…

CHAPTER SIX

SAMUEL

Rolling over, I feel across the massive bed for the brunette beauty, but the bed is empty.

Just a fucking dream…

A really good fucking dream of another round with her based on my firm cock resting against my stomach. I’m about to wrap my hand around my shaft when the phone on my nightstand buzzes.

EDMUND

Did you go slumming it a couple nights ago?

Maybe. What of it?

Loose ties, kid..

We’ve talked about this.

I left her better than I found her.

We both know she loved every last fucking second that I kept her coming for me.

Based on her meeting with Detective Asshole, I’m going to disagree.

This shit can’t keep happening.

I’ve told you time and time and again. Liz will take care of anything you want.

I’m going to disagree.

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