Jake
Driving to New York from Georgia was torturous with someone like Davina in the car. Over thirteen very long hours of listening to her constantly speak and even sing. To say that I was highly agitated now would be an understatement.
Davina was tracking Drake’s scent since she was the only one to know what it was. It led us to a small apartment complex. Upon the second floor was the room that he had been keeping Stella in. By the time we got there, they were gone. There was blood all over the floor, which I confirmed some of it being Stella’s, and Davina confirmed some of it was Drake’s. However, the third trace of blood was someone none of us knew.
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