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Lifeline 3
Shane arched a brow, Wait for what?
Well, until she calls? Until were able to actually get a good lead on this. Im not worried so much about her safety, because there is no sign of a struggle or any form of kidnapping. As of right now well rule out that idea, well stick with the idea of Ms. Porter attempting to escape her troubles. Hallows concluded, dropping his pen and notebook onto the desk. The soft click brought Tina from her thoughts. She looked up at their helper, offering the only smile she could manage to keep.
Thank you so much, detective. Dana said with a smile, reaching out to gently sweep the hair from Tinas lifeless gaze. Well keep in touch.
Alright, and who should I contact in case of any leads? He asked, looking from girl to girl, watching as their shoulders rose and fell. The longer haired blonde raised her hand quietly, offering a distantly placed smile. Okay. First and last name, place of residence and your home and cell phone numbers please. He said, handing her a sheet of paper and a pen. He watched her hand stumble a few times as it moved across the page,
Thanks, The girls said in unison, filing out the door.
Ms. Kennard? Ben said quietly, waiting until all the others had flocked to the lobby. If you ever want someone to discuss the situation with, or if you ever need any help. Im here.
Thank you Detective Hallows. She smiled, shaking his hand for the last time.
And for future reference, you can call me Ben. He added as she left, closing the door gently behind her.
The muscular man settled behind his desk, feet finding the wood again; out of habit. He scanned through the notes, taking extra time to try to put pieces together. Nothing clicked, nothing seemed to fit into anything. The only thing that Benjamin Hallows had figured out was that he had a long road ahead of him if he was going to find Bette Porter. That is, if she didnt find her way on her own.
Why are you making this so hard… He pondered, scratching at his brow. Its almost as if you never want to come back. Or maybe thats exactly what youre thinking.
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(34 votes, average: 3.56 out of 5)
It’s me one of the trusty writers of this here story, I am quite proud of it, as I’m sure Ishmael is. Love you all bunches and bunches!
I dont know. Just get Bette on her feet soon, Thanks
hey love the story keep it updated please thanks so much!!!
Great Chapter—-Please Continue Soon!!!!
Good chapter. I hope she will be ok and just get some rest before she hit the hard time. Post soon.
Man, I feel Bette’s pain, I hope she gets through this…loving this story so far, please do update soon!
Yeah I love this story, keep it up!
Just loving this story you two evil girls. But I belive I have found out who one of you two are. I think one of you is Rebakathy1….It was the name Hallows which turned on the light. But the other name I don´t know yet.
Keep up the execellent work ladies. And let´s have some more of this super story. Post soon and do tell me if I am wrong about my suspicion yea.