Fractured (Josie) novel Chapter 272

Chapter 0272 

**Mason’s Pay** 

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We know for sure that we have a feast one in our assessment offices and we are waiting on test results to see if Armie and Lola’s food had been poisoned. If it comes back that it had the definitely have one in Kaff’s writ 

we too. The rogue children had eaten the food given to them, and he been fine. So it can’t her been all the food that was contaminated if it even was. 

I look over all the personnel files of all our assessment staff over the last few years. It seems they are alged random posts in different locations each day, which makes linding a pattern with a particular staff member difficult. For now, I am focussing on only the males, as Lola had said it was a male who had overseen her assessment. Antile had a completely different story and had not been to an assessment office, so we only have Lola’s statement to work from for now. 

After what feels like hours of reading over files and finding nothing, I lose my temper and launch the papers across the room. They don’t hit the the opposite wall with a satisfying thump as I’d hoped, instead, they flutter around the room, landing softly like large confetti. 

“Fuck!!” I roar, gripping thepoots of my hair in frustration 

“Are you okay?” A soft female voice asks and I look up to see everyone in the room has stopped what they are doing to look at me. 

“Peachy,” I say sarcastically before turning to leave. 

I stomp up the stairs, through the kitchen, and out the back door to the garden. I need some air and some time to have a fucking breakdown without an audience. A life–sized marble statue of a woman holding a basket of grapes looks at me, her blank gaze seems judgemental 

“Fuck off, Grape Lady,” I shout, making her head crumble into sparkling gravel at her feet. That will teach her to look at me like that. 

I turn away from her, only to see her twin sister giving me the same blank stare. I crumble her head too as I stride past her to sit on the curved stone bench behind her and I lower my head into my hands. 

“Come on Harper, help me find you. Give me some kind of clue kid,” I mutter. 

Silence is the only answer I get. My mind travels back to her first day of school. She had been so excited to go, right up until we had gotten to the gates and she had seen all the other children. Her small arms had wrapped around my leg as she peeked at the kids all running around the yard, waiting for the bell to ring 

“Don’t you want to go play with the other kids before you go in?” Josie had asked. 

“No. I want to stay home where it is safe,” she had said, her voice sounding so small. 

It is safe here. You are going to have so much fun,” Josie reassured her. 

“But what if they don’t let me come home again?” She had asked. 

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They will, we will be back in a few hours to pick your up, sie told her. 

“It’s giving me a funny feeling in my tummy,” Harper whimpered. 

“They are called nerves, and It’s completely normal to feel his way. I promise you have nothing to worry about,” Josie had crouched In front of her. 

“Don’t worry, no one will keep you from us. We will come back for you soon,” I had told her, placing a hand on top of her little head to stroke her dark locks. 

“But it’s so big, what if you can’t find me?” She asked, sounding so vulnerable. 

“Listen, I will always find you, no matter how big the places, because I’m your dad, and that’s my job,” I’d told her, leaning down to pick her up.