“Wow Brother, you look like hell” James said as he dropped into the chair opposite my desk.
“Yeah I know. It’s like I just can’t function without her. I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, all I do is train or sit in this wretched office pouring over all this crap”. I shoved the papers roughly across the table in front of James. A few slip on the floor, I watch as my brother bends forward to scoop them up and drop them back onto my desk.
“But I can’t find anything in them. Maybe a fresh pair of eyes will help?” I sulked. I hate asking him for his help. I should be able to find my mate on my own, but if his help got me any closer to finding Faith, I’d ask him for it a million times over.
“Are these the papers Gabe managed to take from Jackson's office?” James asks as he pulls a few of the blue
