Oliver POV.

I felt like crap, I wasn't myself. It was like l was going to faint any moment from now. Walked over to where Becky sat, typing repeatedly on the laptop in front of him.

"any update yet" I asked him for the hundredth time since he came.

I swear on my life, who ever that has their hand's on Kat's disappearance will surly pay.

"Have you been able to pinpoint where

she might be taken. " I growled.

"Oliver, I'm trying my best. It's not easy to..."

"I don't care, I don't want you to try your

best. I want you to find her, this is a matter...