DRAG - [h.s. au]

10

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I know you won't

'Cause we share common interests

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BENTLEY

"You did what!" Allegra chastises me.

"I invited Harry over for dinner tonight, so we can't have our Fast and the Furious marathon." I tell her.

"But-"

"I'm sorry Allie, but this is more important." I bite my lip watching her sad face pouting. "It's not realistic anyway. Have you ever seen me flip a car over?"

"Not yet!" She says. "Plus, Paul Walker is just- Jesus is it hot in here?"

"Yes, it is." Zayn says from the balcony of my office. "I've got good news and bad news."

He had been in there working on something separate from the car for once. When I asked Zayn to do some research on Harry, he was excited as hell. Everyone was sick and tired of working on No-Name, especially Zayn, who had been coding the AI system since we first got here. Dorian had been extra quiet lately too, not being able to make it to shifts because he was with Apollo doing tattoos at the parlor.

Rumer, Allegra and I hadn't stopped working on the car, though. We had finished the stock suspension upgrades, and we were waiting on the new parts from Seoul for the airflow upgrades. Everything would be ready in about a week if the shipments arrived by tomorrow night, and if I got what I needed from and about Harry tonight.

"Bad news first." I say, turning around and looking at Zayn. He dyed his hair blue in my bathroom while I was in the laundry room yesterday, which explains why Rumer left to iron his clothes.

He knew I'd kill Zayn because my sink and bathtub are bright blue right now and I almost kicked him out yesterday when I noticed.

"Alright so the bad news is that I have no idea who Harry Styles is now, but the good news is that I know who he was." He says, and Allegra snickers.

"Z, what does that even mean?"

"Well if you'd let me explain!" He says exasperatedly, but I nudge Allegra and tell Zayn to keep talking. "The only information on Harry Styles available is that he was placed into foster care in 2001 with his younger sister who was born that year, but there's no name under her file. Looks like she was adopted."

"And he wasn't?" I ask, Zayn nodding. "There's no other Styles in the system?"

"Well, foster systems change the legal names for the kids after they're adopted, so if she was adopted her last name wouldn't be Adler anymore. At least that's how the place I volunteered at in Berkeley did things." Allie adds.

"Do you have pictures of the kids in the records?" I ask.

"Obviously. Let's go check, come on. Maybe you'll recognize some of Harry in one of the girls."

Zayn and I make our way into the office, and I sit at the desk with the computer. "Z, can you filter these kids?" I scroll, looking at the hundreds of little girls on the screen. "Remove anyone who wasn't adopted, anyone born outside of 2001... anything else we could narrow down?"

"No need. There's four girls that suit this description, and only two of them were born in Cheshire." He says, and I look up.

"Elizabeth Rhoades and Emma Leigh Adler... it has to be one of them." I say, cracking my knuckles as I look at them. "Do we have Harry's record? Blood type? Anything that could connect him to one of them specifically."