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A man, mid 20 is walking desparetly around on a market asking people about a photo he's showing. By seeing the look on his face you can tell, he didn't make a lot of improvement. I wonder, what is this man looking for? Or maybe who?

"Please mistress, would you please take a look at my picture?" The man ask to the women behind the fish bar. "No sir, I'm busy." She says while taking some fish out of the fridge. "But please misstress, she i...." "ey! you're holding up the line." "Go away!" "Why would you wanna find her anyway?" Some guys yell in line. The man turns his back on the fish bar and walks away. All of a sudden, the man seems to regonise someone and starts to walk faster. "Greg? Greg is that you?" A man, a few feet away, turns around. "Lewis! I'd never thought to see you here, what you're doing here brother?" The two brother give each other a hand and a smile. "I'm trying to find Lissa, but not anyone wants to help me." He says, while looking around on the market. "Man, you shouldn't spend you're time on this. You've got a lot more things to do." Greg lays a hand on Lewis shoulder. "How is she by the way?" "Alice, is okay, just how a baby should be around her age, nothing odd, completely healthy, yeah she's doing fine." Lewis sighs. "You will be fine too." "Now talking, what are you doing here, Noredale is far from home, isn't it." A silent appears. "I might get a promotion, to work as the police Cheff around here. Tomorrow I go by and then I'll here if I got the job." Greg tells. "Thats great news, why didn't you tell me earlier?" "Well I wasn't certain if I wanted the job." "We'll see." Lewis says hopefully. "But I need to get going, speak to you soon. Hadjo." "Hadjo." Lewis waves.

It's been 2 months now, still nothing found. I miss you Lissa, please come home to me and Alice. The police stopt looking for you3 days ago, they told me that there wasn't any lead towards you, and that they where doubthing about weather you even existed or not. How insane is that? I'm tollay doing this on my own right now. I just want to know what happend to you Lissa. Please come home.

It's getting dark, and Lewis is heading to the centre of the city. He walks into a cafe called "dark blue eyes". "Can I have a beer?" Lewis asks the bartender. The bartender takes a glass and taps his beer. "Here you go, 2,- please." "Thanks." Lewis takes a slonk of his beer. Another one after it. A new beer comes on bar. And another one. After a few beers, a women apears on the bar and asks for a rosé. Lewis looks at her, red curly hair, tall, slim and she is wearing a black dress. When she takes her drink from the bartender he looks at her hand, but that ring... her ring isn't hers.

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