Roxy snorts. “Tell him that. All this power, all these resources, all these men, and you couldn’t keep my Clara from getting kidnapped? The f**k kind of operations do you have going on here?”
I glance at Bambi, who studiously flips through something on her tablet again. Kidnapped? That’s what she thinks? That would explain why Roxy only slapped me and isn’t currently trying to gauge my eyes out with a jagged spoon.
“We’re doing everything we can to track her down and bring her home.”
Bambi quickly glances up at me, and I don’t miss the swiftly-concealed look of surprise on her face.
Okay. Maybe I haven’t been the most proactive in that department.
But I mean what I said just now: we’re going to do everything we can to find Clara and bring her home.
Until then, I need Roxy’s help.
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