··Chapter 23··

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Camden's Point of View:

Days have gone by and I haven't heard a word from her. Nobody has. I can't ask around, people will get suspicious. Maizee's mother won't even talk to me.

A knock on the door snaps me out of my thoughts. Letting out a loud sigh, I get up to answer, but the person has already let themselves in.

"Where is she?" Siena asks, a growl in her voice. I cock a brow, crossing my arms over my chest.

"The fuck do you care? You're the one that beat the shit out of her before she took off with your-" I stop before revealing my theory. Daniel hasn't been in town either, he's not at the association and Siena has said a word or two about him not being around.

"You think she ran off with Danny don't you?" She asks, plopping on the couch. She burries her face in her hands and sobs.

"I really fucked up. I hit Danny that same morning." She informs. I sit in the recliner next to her and scoff.

"Damn, abusive much?"

"Not funny." She shoots me a glare but I can see the mascara smeared down her cheeks.

"We have to find them. Maizee is my best friend and Dan sometimes has bad intentions and I'm just worried." She continues to rant. The last part catches my attention and I shoot to my feet.

"Give me like ten minutes I'll be right back." I say, jogging upstairs. I rinse off in the shower and pack a backpack full of clothes. I check my wallet to make sure there's money and head back downstairs.

"Let's go." I say, grabbing my keys. She follows me out to my truck and slides into the passenger seat.

"Where are we going?" Siena asks as I start up the engine.

"Where we get trained to slaughter the monsters under your bed!" I chime, talking to her like she's a kid.

"You are a monster though." she fires back. I nod, pulling out of the neighborhood onto the streets.

"Touche,"

The ride wasn't that long. It was awkward and silent though. I pull into a parking garage and park the truck. We make our way out of the garage and into the tall building, going up to the 6th floor. I'm greeted with smiles and hellos as I lead Siena where we would find some information.

"Camden, what are you?" She asks, finally speaking up. I lead her into one of the old training rooms and sigh.

"I'm a hellhound. No I can't shift into a dog and no I do not bark. I do, however, light on fire and my eyes glow. And yes, I do have sharp teeth when it happens." I explain, hopefully answering any further questions she had. She nods, and I go back to looking for a document.

"What's Maizee?" she questions. I close the filing drawers I was looking for and turn around.

"Maze- She, Now she's somethin' else. She's not really any type of wolf or anything you'd expect," I start, but stop when I can't find the right words.

"She's a Banshee. She screams, but only for a certain reason. She predicts deaths most of the time but they're so rare that the association doesn't look at them particularly. That's why she hardly gets recruited for missions." I finish. She stays silent, just how I like it. A light buld in my head goes off and I head back to the front office.

"Hey! Candice!" I exclaim, walking up to the desk with a smile.

"Mr.Hall, how can I help ya?"

"I was wondering if there was any big missions that recently got released?" I ask, trying to find more information. She clicks around on her computer and bites her lip.

"You just missed one a couple days ago. Daniel took it. There's been some... Reports around the Grand Canyon and we sent him to check it out." She explains. I thank her for the information and practically run out of the facility, Siena trailing behind me.

"Camden slow the fuck down," Siena chimes, trying to catch her breath. I quickly hop in the truck and start it up.

"Where are we going?" She asks. Jesus, so many fucking questions.

"The Grand Canyon, where else?"

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HEYYYY sorry for the short chapter but I had to update. Did ya like it? If you did, you know what to do.

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