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She vanished just as the year came to a close. Alex, immersed in a late-night project for a demanding client, had barely registered the passage of time until a sudden glance at the clock jolted him. It was well past midnight. Stef had left hours earlier for a meeting with the Maddox family, the influential proprietors of Millhaven’s oldest furniture company. Her absence, which initially seemed inconsequential, now loomed ominously in his mind.At first, Alex brushed away his unease. Stef was independent, capable, and used to navigating challenging professional situations. He told himself she had likely decided to extend her meeting or celebrate afterward. But as minutes stretched into hours, his confidence eroded. He dialed her phone, only to hear it ring endlessly, each unanswered call amplifying his anxiety. By the time dawn broke, panic had firmly set in.Alex arrived at the office of Sheriff Camila Moreno, Millhaven’s tenacious law enforcement officer. A close friend of Stef since childhood, Camila had earned a reputation for her unflinching commitment to justice. Alex rarely visited the station, but this morning, he strode in with urgency, his usually composed demeanor replaced by palpable worry.Camila looked up from her desk, her sharp gaze softening when she saw him. “Alex? What’s going on?” she asked, setting aside a stack of reports. Her voice was steady, a grounding force in the chaos Alex felt.“Stef didn’t come home last night,” Alex said, his voice taut. “She went to meet the Maddoxes about her royalty agreement, but I haven’t heard from her since. She’s not answering her phone, and… I… I don’t know. Something feels off.”Camila’s brows knitted together, and she leaned back in her chair, tapping a pen thoughtfully against the desk. “That doesn’t sound like Stef. She’s responsible and always checks in, especially when she’s out late. You’re sure she mentioned meeting the Maddoxes?”Alex nodded emphatically. “She was nervous about it. It was supposed to be a final discussion before signing the contract.”“Alright,” Camila said, her tone resolute. She reached for her phone. “I’ll make a few calls and see what I can find out.”The Maddox family’s name carried considerable weight in Millhaven. As descendants of the town’s original settlers, they had transformed their small furniture business into a regional empire. Their influence extended far beyond the economic sphere, embedding itself into the town’s political and social fabric. Yet, their legacy was not without blemishes. Whispers of bribes, threats, and smuggling had long shadowed their reputation. To many, the Maddoxes were untouchable—a fact that made Alex’s stomach churn.While Camila worked the phones, Alex returned to their apartment, hoping to find a clue. Stef’s workroom, usually a haven of creativity and order, felt unsettlingly empty. Her planner lay open on the desk, revealing a note scrawled in her neat handwriting: “3 PM, Maddox warehouse.” Alex’s brow furrowed. Why the warehouse? It wasn’t their usual office or showroom, and the implication of the location only deepened his unease.He turned to Stef’s sketchbook, flipping through pages of intricate designs she had been perfecting for weeks. The patterns were mesmerizing, each one a testament to her talent. Yet now, they seemed to hold a cryptic quality, fragments of a puzzle Alex couldn’t yet piece together. He traced a finger over one design, as if it might reveal an answer.“What were you working on?” he murmured aloud, his voice barely audible in the still room.Determined to find answers, Alex grabbed his jacket and headed for the warehouse. The drive through Millhaven’s empty streets felt surreal. The town, with its quaint industrial charm, had always been a source of pride. But under the dim glow of the streetlights, its familiar sights took on a foreboding quality. Memories of Stef surfaced in his mind—her excitement about the royalty deal, her nervous anticipation about meeting the Maddoxes, her reassuring smile as she left. Each recollection tightened the knot in his chest.When Alex arrived, the warehouse loomed before him, its rusted exterior and broken windows exuding an aura of neglect. He parked his car at a distance, his breath visible in the icy air as he approached cautiously. The large sliding door was ajar, and he slipped inside, careful to minimize any noise.The interior was dimly lit, with rows of stacked furniture casting long, eerie shadows. Each piece seemed incongruous with the setting—too refined, too polished for such a grim environment. Alex’s heart pounded as he moved deeper into the space, the cold, damp air wrapping around him like a shroud.He froze when his footfalls echoed louder than expected. The oppressive silence seemed to amplify every sound, from the creak of the floorboards to the faint hum of distant machinery. It wasn’t just the quiet that unnerved him; it was the feeling of being watched. His instincts screamed that he wasn’t alone.“Stef?” Alex called out softly, his voice barely more than a whisper. The shadows offered no reply.Near the center of the warehouse, he spotted a desk cluttered with papers. Among invoices and shipping manifests lay a contract with Stef’s name on it. He scanned the document, his pulse quickening. The terms appeared standard, but the signature line was blank. Had Stef refused to sign? Had she discovered something she wasn’t supposed to?Suddenly, a faint noise behind him made Alex spin around. His flashlight beam danced across the room, landing on nothing but empty chairs. The sound repeated—a soft shuffling, like footsteps. He ducked behind a stack of furniture, his breath hitching as he strained to listen.Two voices emerged from the shadows, low and tense.“She’s asking too many questions,” one voice said, gravelly and irritated. “If she keeps digging, she’ll ruin everything.”“I told you this was a bad idea,” the other replied, younger and nervous. “The boss is going to flip if this gets messy.”“It’s already messy,” the first voice snapped. “We just need to make sure she doesn’t talk. Ever.”Alex’s heart hammered in his chest. He clutched his phone, debating whether to call Camila immediately. He couldn’t risk alerting the men, but every second wasted felt like a lifetime. The voices faded as the men moved away, leaving Alex shrouded in silence once more.Slipping out of the warehouse, Alex dialed Camila’s number with shaking hands. When she answered, her voice was sharp with urgency. “Alex? What is it?”“They have her,” he whispered, his voice trembling. “I heard them talking. They’re holding Stef because she… she found out something. Camila, we have to do something.”“Where are you?” she asked, already moving into action mode.“The Maddox warehouse,” Alex replied. “But they’re not keeping her here. I think they… I think they moved her.”“Stay where you are. I’m coming to get you,” Camila said firmly. “We’ll figure this out together.”Alex leaned against his car, the cold seeping into his bones as he waited. His mind raced with possibilities, each one more terrifying than the last. He had to find Stef. He had to bring her home.The shadows of the warehouse seemed to mock him, hiding secrets he was desperate to uncover.

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