The Girl He Craves Chapter 185

Aiden’s pov

Mitch’s tired eyes looked at me when I entered the car.

“I told you, you didn’t have to come.” I grumble.

All he had to do was drop off the car here earlier and I could do what I have to do without involving him.

But he refused and wanted to tag along.

“I couldn’t let you go on your own sir.” He said while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

I didn’t want him to tag along just incase things go south. But I knew he’d still end up following me if I told him no.

“So where are we going sir?” He asked while peering at me through the rearview mirror.

“I’m waiting for a text back from the private investigator.” I uttered while. keeping the conversation open.

I texted him again. After a couple of minutes passed by it showed two blue check marks.

He got the message. I’m just confused on why he had yet to respond.

Ten minutes later it finally showed that he was typing.

Ping.

Private investigator: Meet me here.

He then sent me his location.

Telling Mitch the location, we set on the road.

Thirty minutes later and we were pulling up to the location. I looked down at my phone, texted the investigator back but didn’t get a response.

“Something is off.” I said as I looked around the dead street.

The only car up ahead is a black jeep that’s parked in the middle of the road.

It’s strange.

Mitch looks at me through the rearview mirror.

think something must’ve happened

at my phone. It shows that the last message I

definitely strange

in my gut told me

the investigators number. It rang until it

“Mitch-

about to tell Mitch to turn back around when a bloody

What the bloody fuck?.

at me

and put my finger on my mouth to tell him

no one about but I wasn’t sure if the coast was

well be hiding somewhere and waiting for me

hand waved up and down, as

looked ready to shit

think we should call the

person who opened the

hissed as I

was my private investigator

his chest

alarm when I jumped out of the car

the reason he

have caught on

as I kneeled beside him

stabbed in the chest. Crimson painted his entire shirt.

I yelled at Mitch who was visibly

coughs out

Try to focus on your breathing instead.” I uttered and

bleeding profusely, alarming my

all I could yell

Christopher’s pov

now Chris.”

I stiffen.

I asked, shifting my

I’ve marked the number plate and it’s the

gritted, tightening my hold

your right. Don’t make it obvious.” She whispered

hand to my face, she whispered. “Be careful. I think it’s

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