Holly thought about it for a moment before agreeing.
"Holly, can you tell me about the lead you found? I can look for Ivy with you." Natalie wanted something solid. "You don't have to be too specific about it."
"I've managed to get in touch with my friends in Ylore, and I've told them that, if I find Ivy, I will tell Elliot to get them all out of there, so one of them gave me a lead. It's not that much..." She trailed off. She would have found Ivy by now had the lead she had been given been more detailed.
"Now I really need to know," Natalie said eagerly. "Just tell me, Holly! We can look for her together. If I find Ivy, you will have a share of whatever I get as well. We are in the same boat now. If you say a few bad things about me in front of Elliot, he won't even give me a penny."
Convinced, Holly proceeded to say, "The person who bought Ivy had a scar on their wrist."
"What kind of scar? Like a birthmark or a wound?"
"Like the kind you get from cutting your own wrist."
Natalie gasped. "Was it a man or a woman?"
"I won't tell you that now. Let's discuss this another time face-to-face." Holly purposefully kept key information to herself.
When Hayden came home, all of their friends frequented their house for dinner night after night, using Hayden's return as an excuse to visit.
"Are you really that happy that Hayden is back?" Avery felt strange when she saw the beaming smiles on her friends' faces. "Didn't you see him the last time he came home? It's not like it's been that long!"
"Aren't you happy, Avery?" Mike grinned from ear to ear. He sighed, "Tomorrow—"
"Shut up, Mike! Keep your mouth shut." Worried that he would let the word slip, Tammy interrupted him.
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