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Doctor Mengele's Pov

"GOD DAMMIT!" He snarls, slamming down his phone and collapsing in his office chair, running his hands through his hair.

Who the hell has her?! It looked like a damn monster before the camera circuited out! All of his contacts haven't come up with anything either and he had no police contacts to turn to. Dammit! He couldn't believe someone got past all his doors! He couldn't even find her in any hospitals and he knew she was beyond repair so how is she not in a hospital! Was it someone who paid to see her? It was the only explanation but he didn't know who it could possibly be! He needed her back! He needed something to take his anger out on and relieve himself!

"Doctor Mengele?" Someone calls, knocking on his office door.

"Enter," He snaps, straightening his posture.

"I found that report you wanted," His secretary says, handing him some papers.

"Thanks," He says. "You're dismissed."

"Yes sir," She says before leaving.

"What?!" He snaps when his phone suddenly rings.

"Doctor Mengele you're gonna scare people away," Doctor Parks comments.

"What do you want?" Mengele hisses through the phone.

"I was calling to let you know Eddie Brock published his article. It shines a very good light on us. I think it would be a good idea for you to make a statement." Doctor Parks explains.

"You do the conference Thema. I don't want to. I have way too much on my plate," Mengele growls back.

"If you say so," She hums over the phone. "Still, you should check out the article."

"I don't need to. If you say it's good then it's good," Mengele complains before he freezes with wide eyes. That was it!

"I'll do the conference then. Talk to you later," Doctor Parks says, hanging up the phone.

Mengele quickly checks his email until he finds Eddie's email, looking for his number and then quickly calling him.

"This is Eddie Brock," His voice answers, Mengele's excitement growing.

"Mister Brock, this is Doctor Seth Mengele," He says. "I was hoping to employ your services."

"There's a big wait time. What did you need?" Eddie asks.

"My daughter went missing and I was hoping you could help find her? I think she was snatched by someone and I'm trying to find her," Mengele explains, drumming his fingers on the desk. "It's very important that I find her."

"What's your daughter's name?" Eddie asks.

"Y/N Mengele. I can send you a picture of what she looks like. Please, I need your help," He says, trying his best to sound distraught.

"I'm sorry Doctor Mengele. I don't find missing people," Eddie says. "I can put you into contact with someone I know that could help."

"Sure," Mengele growls out, trying to resist throwing his phone. Dammit!

"I'll send it in a few hours. I'm in the middle of a case," Eddie says. "I'm sorry but I must go."

"Alright. Thanks," Mengele sighs, slumping in his chair with a frustrated sigh.

DAMMIT! WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE?!

He didn't want anyone else! She was one of a kind and he didn't want to retrain anyone. He opens the drawer to his desk and pulls out a bottle of pills. He takes a couple and gets up from his desk to leave. He was just gonna go home. He wasn't in the mood for work anymore.