Chapter Six
Kelvin's Point of View
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I knelt at the same spot where Sabrina had fallen last night. I knew it was there because of the bloodstain on the ground. It was dried already and had turned a darkish hue. And the smell of it was still strong.
The bad news was, where the heck was her body and the statue?
"Looks like we have a problem," my beta, Thomas, said as he walked to stand beside me.
"Yeah," I agreed. Nobody meant that she might not have died. And there was the missing statue of her father. "She isn't here, and neither is the statue. What the heck happened?"
I had bodyguards come along but I told them to stay some distance away while Thomas and I revisited the Tweeds.
"Well, we should have waited for her to die. Confirm it and then leave. Then we could have been sure."
"There was no way she could have survived that, Thomas," I told him. "No way."
