Chapter Forty-Three - Ava

I woke up as Fletcher was carrying me out of the office. I didn’t move though, because I secretly loved that he was carrying me like a child. Jones opened the backdoor and Fletcher slipped me inside. I opened my eyes as he climbed in. “Babe. Are you okay?” “Have you heard from anyone on the partial license plate yet?” I asked. Fletcher signaled for Jones to drive and shook his head. “No, I haven’t. It’ll take some time, Ava. I sent it over to my friend and he said he’d look into it. It may be hard since we only have a partial. I'm not exactly sure, to be honest." My stomach churned. This didn’t feel right. I was two seconds away from crying. I’d never felt as if something this bad had happened to Charlotte. Even when we were children and she’d fallen out of a tree and broken her arm. This was worse. She was scared. I felt it. Fletcher slid his palm over my shoulders and pulled me toward him. “Everything is going to be okay, Ava. We can’t go beat down every door in the city unti