Stronger by Ang Chris

Chapter 120

Graysons POV:

Grayson!

I stopped keeping my arm up stupified by her voice and Charles landed his kick square to my head but still I called

out.

Annette!

I landed on the ground chalres shocked i had just given up. I had felt her she was scared she was running, what had happened? I hadn’t been able to find her between the divide just darkness. There was this large emptiness where there used to be intimacy and closeness, all the familiarity was now hollow no matter how hard we tried.

“Annette,” I spoke aloud and everyone stopped.

Annette

“Damn!” I growled punching the ground to stand up.

“What happened?” Charles helped me up.

“Matt I want CCTV footage again, get me all of it surrounding Seattle and satellite footage of any forests nearby by

rivers too,” I called.

She hadn’t meant to but I had seen her, she was running still in her nightgown from all those months ago, through the woods, by a river she was drenched from head to toe and she was passing out from something hitting her.

“What’s going on??” Charlie realized before I had to say but I’m sure he needed to hear the words.

made an escape attempt, she got out but I think they grabbed her

head swam with worry, hope, excitement,

of the

Seattle is the only place we know Marcus has been and I don’t think he’d go far from

him slowly for that

I’ll be there soon. We went to our surveillance room and started scouring over miles and miles of forest and rivers and

her?” Annettte’s mother came

my shoulder. “I saw her but she got captured

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she’s smart,” she sat down next

a fan of that woman at all and personally thought she was going to get in the way but this was her

by scanning and scouring over trees once or twice we’d thought we’d seen her but it was either a shadow or a hiker. Maybe it was all in my head? What if I was so desperate to see my

anyone could do it she could she was so strong and steadfast in a challenging time she never faltered she wouldn’t

room. All of us going over every corner of the screen looking for any trace of her. You would think

of metal in the sky was going to just happen to find her for me. I know

holding my son feeding him as I went over footage in Seattle. I was scouring the cameras around my fathers office

morning, what a well oiled machine. My mind reeled for a second. What was he doing at work? Wouldn’t he be taking

will soon. What if I track him? I could track him and see if he

screen trying to get a glimpse of my father to see if he had left yet, see if was angry. On and on the black and white screens laughed at me waiting for me to slowly go mad. I wouldn’t give up ever,

she won’t just go

and he went straight to his penthouse. I sat at the desk and went over more forest photos looking again and and again

pointless at this rate

his hand and

in our feet starring waiting for the video to load.