Navi-Jade

Prologue: Ryle

*full story revamp* (pls don't cry there was only a few chapters in the last edit)
⚠️Go read the prologue in Navi's point of view before this one!⚠️

Ryle's point of view

When I receive the alert that the facial scanner picked up Amara's smug, plastic filled face, I don't send my desk chair flying as I hurry to leave my private office. Not like I imagined I would every single night I dreamed if this moment.

Five years she's been in hiding, and this is the first hit we've received.

I think that's why I don't run straight to Romeo or even Kai. I don't immediately tell them after five years of sleepless nights personally scouring cctv footage throughout the entire world, the system has traced her on a random Wednesday morning.

I'm seeing her face, the face that stars in my nightmares, and I'm in a numb state of denial. Rome would have some psychological explanation as to why my body freezes while my mind screams at me to move before she disappears again.

Thankfully, his body has a more useful reaction. I distantly hear his office door down the corridor hitting the wall, followed by his shoes pounding against the floor as he sprints toward me.

My eyes flit above my computer screen to his shell shocked face before returning to the pixelated black and white shot of our mother, storming along the side of a main road with purpose in a town in Moscow.

"Ryle! Didn't you see the alert?!" Romeo urges, stepping closer to try and pry my attention from my computer. Of course he would assume I'm unaware. I'm sitting perfectly still looking as impassive as ever. It's not the reaction you would expect from a man who's finally got a lead on his baby sister's murderer.

When I don't move a muscle he moves behind me to see what has all of my attention.

"Ryle! Fucking do something fast before we lose her again!"

Romeo's unfamiliar bellow shocks my system out of my frozen state. I've never heard him raise his voice to me...ever.  This is rightly the only circumstance that could make him do so. I'll thank him for it later after Amara is suffering by our hands.

My chair finally clatters to the ground and only after I dial a number on my work phone, I remember my training and command my brother.

"Use my laptop in the top drawer to follow her on every camera. Do not lose her." This command is significantly more strained and passionate than any I've given before in my career. This is personal.

My hands shake with the anticipation of having something just before my reach and grasping for it with all the energy I have.

"I want the emergency plane ready for takeoff within ten minutes or somebody's getting fired." I speak into the phone the second they pick up. No hello, no please or thank yous. And I'm sure I mean what I promise. If we're late catching her because some lazy pilot can't start a plane quick enough, he'll lose more than just his job.

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After the longest most silent, tense plane journey in history, Romeo and I touch down on Moscow police department's emergency landing strip.

"Do you still have her current location?" I check in with Romeo for the thousandth time. We practically jump down the steps of the plane and leap into the back of a car MPD had waiting for us after I contacted them on the plane.

Our backup from home took the other car and before anyone could stop me I leaned through the gap in the safety window to sound the sirens myself. Thankfully the officers sharp started the engine and stepped on it after giving me a displeased scowl for overstepping.