Chapter 2 (ongoing)

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Archer's Perspective

I sighed and shuffled a deck of cards. I had been pulled into a game of poker with Ian, Jett, and Carden.

"Archer, go ask Thea if she wants to join." Jett suggested.

"Why me?" I complained. She sounds like a waste of time.

"Because you're the one closest to her loft." Jett replied coolly.

I scooted my chair back and walked to her ladder, I grabbed the rails and began to climb up. When I reached the top I didn't see her, I threw her blankets on the ground thinking that she was under them. She wasn't. I started to panic, "THEA'S MISSING!" I shouted down to them.

I climbed down the ladder as fast as I could and saw the panic in their eyes. We all cared about her, she was our family. I saw that the door was left ajar so I ran to check it out.

I noticed a keychain from her bag on one of the steps leading outside. I ran up the steps, pushed open the door and unlocked the big door. I pulled it open and stopped dead in my tracks. A note.

The note was addressed to Archer Rhys Declan. I unfolded it and read the contents,

If you really love her,

how far would you go for her.

-Atticus Quentin

It was signed in blood.


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