Rena’s pov.

Waking up, my whole body ached from the weekend activities. It's officially Monday again and Raymond already performed his morning ritual for me, leaving me to myself again with breakfast and a sweet note. I groaned softly as I stretched my body before picking up my phone to see any notifications available but there was none except for some spam messages from the brands I’ve shopped from.

Just then, Jena’s call buzzed in — “babes, what’s going on? The detective messaged me concerning the person we are searching for, Will you come over?” She said and I gasped as my heart beat started to race fast. I got...