He had security pull every single videotape in the building across the last four hours. He was looking for any sign of Kelly. He knew that she had to have entered the Market shortly after she left the club. From there, it was just a guessing game trying to retrace her path. Cal hadn’t been as much help with that as they hoped. He had simply said she wandered around for a long time, and he stopped to get a drink from a water fountain, and she was gone. Sophie was the one who caught sight of her first. She pointed at the screen on the left. “There she is.” Kyle pushed Sophie out of the way and ignored her snort of derision. It was his mate they were talking about. He was frantic with worry but was holding it together as best he could. After confronting the small man at the booth, they tracked small drops of blood all the way to the loading dock at the back of the building. She was hurt, and Kyle could only hope that she wasn’t hurt badly.
