Herald arrived an hour later with a large team of men. They moved into his house carrying large cases of things he didn’t even know how to identify.
“Start with the bedroom,” Herald commanded pointing them upstairs. Bruce led the way to Larissa’s room. The men walked in, opening their cases and putting on their gloves. Herald gave the room a once over and then walked out. He stood in the hallway.
“Find me something, anything,” Herald said. Bruce turned to him, wanting to know what he thought. “What the f**k I’d happening here Tak? She’s supposed to be save with you.” He shouted making Bruce feel worse than he already did. This was not supposed to happen in his house. She was supposed to be safe here. Bruce didn’t understand either. Frustration filled him. He silently groaned.
He close
