  …Jenna POV…
      &quot;Tyler, it has been six days, nine hours, and sixteen minutes since I have vanished.
      He has taken me from one place to the next in a seemingly endless attempt to keep me away from you. At least, that is what I think. He had a call from someone the moment he ended the conversation; he made us pack up again. This means you are looking for me and that you are getting close.
      It hit me with the greatest of joy that my breadcrumbs, my trail I left for you, was not all for nothing. I have feared so many times that I would just drop off the face of the earth and would spend the rest of eternity going to every corner of every continent until I died from a broken heart. Personally, I don't care how I go as long as you are with me.
      You might think your memory will stay forever, yet my memory seems to fade even more every day. The thing that is slipping me 

  …Jenna POV…
      I have been waiting for this moment for far too long, and the pleasure it is bringing to my very bones is near that of sexual satisfaction. Not truly, but there is nothing so satisfying as the dumbfounded expression on Brendan's face. Her face has gone from a slight pink to completely pale.
      But before he can ask me once more what it is that I mean by my words, I watch as a rather intimidating man, who is only but for a few inches away, presses his gun into Brendan s side. His voice hitch, and his entire body stiffen. In total surprise, he looks at me.
      &quot;Brendan, you do need to be careful what you wish for. You of all know that you should not tempt fate. Fate has come to take a rather large chunk out of your ass.&quot;
      &quot;You, you,&quot; he stutters, &quot;You will pay for this.&quot;
      &quot;Now, do you really want to come back for revenge

  …Tyler POV…
      We have been sitting for an hour; in fact, it has been twelve hours, fifteen minutes, and twenty seconds since Jenna has vanished. We have no idea where he could have taken her. We are hoping that it is close, but knowing him, he would take her to the last place that we would expect. But that thought is still not very reassuring. That does not give us a starting point, least not a clue or even a direction to head him.
      The loss, not having her here, is tearing my heart to pieces slowly and with the most unbearable pain. I so want to get mad at her for leaving me again. But I know it is not her, and if she could, she would come home to find me. I cannot even begin to think about how helpless she must be; she must be hopeless that someone is not going to find him. Well, my love, I will turn this earth over and over again until I find you. There is no distance that 

…Jenna POV…
      &quot;Tyler, it has been six days, nine hours, and sixteen minutes since I have vanished.
      He has taken me from one place to the next in a seemingly endless attempt to keep me away from you. At least, that is what I think. He had a call from someone the moment he ended the conversation; he made us pack up again. This means you are looking for me and that you are getting close.
      It hit me with the greatest of joy that my breadcrumbs, my trail I left for you, was not all for nothing. I have feared so many times that I would just drop off the face of the earth and would spend the rest of eternity going to every corner of every continent until I died from a broken heart. Personally, I don't care how I go as long as you are with me.
      You might think your memory will stay forever, yet my memory seems to fade even more every day. The thing that is slipping me the most is the beauty of your face. Those bright ocean eyes that see clearly beyond my soul. Your

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