Dane
Countless theories swam through Dane's mind in the first half hour that passed as he waited for the staff to find his brother. But still there was no news. Then another half hour was gone. Dane's tension rose with every passing moment. He'd almost paced a line in the carpet of his office, he was so tense. He was ready to go out searching personally, before Tank finally buzzed his phone and let him know he had Chris on the way. Dane swore when the text came through, but it was mainly with relief.
WHERE WAS HE? He texted Tank.
LUCKY BASTARD WAS
AT THE BIRDCAGE.
