***Tamara***
Steel's claim was not cogent to my ears and general apprehension. Mrs. Kagwe was locked up in the next room, when and how had she dished out the threat behind bars? Nonetheless to her own pup. Monica's ostensible stay at her friend's home just like another bolt from the blue.
'That was the first place we should have went scouring the moment she went missing. ' Ryker paced from wall to wall, his boot clad feet coming into contact with the tiled floor with loud footfalls.
'The boy was just threatened by her mother and you just heard about Monica? ' His back was to me but before I could finish my sentence he abruptly turned around to face me.
'Yes Tamara, yes. ' He sighed as he took in my raised eyebrows.