I rushed straight to Holden and Azalea’s house, finding the front door wide open. All the windows were shattered as well. I circled the entire property, searching for any sign of life, but there was no one around. Adam was right behind me, and we checked under every piece of furniture, hoping Azalea might have hidden Bentley during the chaos.
“There’s no one here,” I said, frustration creeping into my voice.
“Where the hell is everyone?” Adam replied, anxiously scanning the surroundings.
We darted back to our house, eager to see if it was any different, but it looked just the same as before. It had been ransacked, just like all the other homes in the area. However, our house had one notable distinction.
There was a note pinned to the wall with a knife. Adam carefully pulled the knife o
