Bryce
“Mic, Bryson and I need your help with something.”
Mic looked up from his computer as Bryson and I took a seat in front of his desk. “Hey, welcome back. Was your week off relaxing?” he asked.
“Yeah, it’s been awesome. We have some news, but we need to talk about something first,” Bryson said.
“Remember the man that took Carson out two months ago, and we told you we’d deal with it?” I asked.
“Yeah. Before you get into that, we looked more into Carson and Ford and Davis have been watching his place. He’s disappeared. He hadn’t paid his rent, and we found out his car was parked down the block from your place, and it got repoed. He’s gone right now. The last evidence we found about him in Colorado is that he bought a bus ticket and left. No sign of him since.”
“Yeah, we think
