Page 84 of Aydin

Addison: I want the money moved now.

Tristan: I’m working on it. Give me time.

Addison: You have until the end of the week.

Another group of emails from the night of the party showed an escalated conversation.

Tristan: She saw us.

Addison: Who?

Tristan: Amelia, goddamn it!

Addison: She doesn’t know anything.

Tristan: I’m not going down for this.

Addison: Keep your mouth shut.

Tristan: What if we go to jail?

Addison: No one will believe her.

Tristan: I knew this was a bad idea.

Addison: That money in your account sure changed your mouth.

Tristan: I’m out.

Addison: Calm down, Tristan. I’ll take care of her.

Tristan: What does that mean?

Addison: It means Amelia won’t be a problem for long.

I grew more and more upset, ready to find Addison to answer some questions.

The door came open, and I looked up to see Nasir.

“We have to go.”

“Why?”

“Have you checked your phone?”

“No. I put it on vibrate so we wouldn’t be disturbed.”

Nasir’s face dropped.

“It’s Amelia.”

“What about her?” I jumped up and came around the desk.

“She’s missing.”

“What!” I reached in my pocket to grab my cell phone and saw missed calls from Nicco, Wesley, and Dani.

“Nicco called me after he tried to get in touch with you.”

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