Dylan's POV
It's become endless. My mind is eating away at my being telling me I've failed. I've lost her. I see the guys trying to help but nothing has. I still know that she is suffering somewhere because I couldn't keep her safe. We ran the note that Toby gave us through a handwriting expert but so far nothing has returned. Even Noah's been able to pull it together more than I have. Speaking of Noah he bursts through my door. A smile on his face. I look up.
"What?" I ask dryly.
"There's a wedding" he exclaims pointing to a piece of paper.
"What?" I ask again not seeing the point. Turning my attention back to the whiskey on my desk. He rolls his eyes.
"We got an invitation in the mail today" he explains. " it's for the marriage of Olivia Riley and Owen Bark". I perk up.
"Who did we get it from," I ask. Sitting forward in my chair.
"I don't know" he answers defeatedly. "But we can figure it out if you pull yourself together"
"But we got an invite," I say. "Didn't it have a return address or the address of the wedding?"
"It just said what it was," Noah said dejectedly.
"They're fucking playing with us!" I shout. Slamming my fists on the table. The whiskey spilling all over the desk. He nods.
"We've already pulled some stuff up on this Owen guy" Noah offers me hopefully. I look up again.
"And..." I say. Wishing for him to continue.
"He's the son of Matt Bark. Leader of the Wasps" Noah answers. I nod again.
"We'll go there first" I state. I turn to Noah. "What's the date for the...thing," I ask. Refusing to let the word leave my mouth. Noah sighs again.
"Two days" he responds. I stand quickly.
"Let's go" seriousness filling my tone. I'll find you Olivia and I'll save you.
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The Bad Boy has seen my Scars
ChickLitOlivia Riley feels as if she is nothing. She's constantly abused by her father after her mother's disappearance. The scars on her wrist are the only things that make her feel in control. Dylan White is the typical player bad boy of the school. He...
