TRISTAN POV
When Courtney called Martin and me to come to the war room, I was excited about the idea that she might have found more information.
I definitely didn’t expect to walk in and find a young female unconscious, spread on the table in the center of the room.
“What the hell is going on?” I demanded that Martin quickly close the door behind us.
“This is Brea Connors. She was on the same list as Britt and Susie. We found her crawling, beaten and battered, begging us to help her.” Ryner informed me.
Brea Connors. The last of the missing girls. She was reported missing a day or two after Britt and Susie's parents came to report their daughters.
We had been searching for her, like the others, and to be honest, I expected to find her the same way. But here she was. Alive.
Unconscio
