LUCAS POV

Thirty minutes later, the blinding lights from the car approaching, shone brightly on my face, staring into the thin air in a daze.

My investigator rushed towards me with a fearful look in his eyes, “Sir, what's going on?"

"She's gone," I replied, trying to steady my tone. “Something's not right."

His expression turned serious, turning to the rest of the men in police uniforms. "Let's search the house."

I had called him as soon as I made the discovery. Despite being my private investigator, he was also the chief of police, who has worked with my father as well. I usually addressed him as ‘Uncle Colton'. But...