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"I’m sorry about earlier," I apologized awkwardly as I settled into the car with Ragnar again.
"It’s okay," he replied dryly.
Taking a deep breath, I turned to face him.
"I know you are worried about Gigi, I just don’t know how to help locate her," I uttered, watching him breathe slowly.
He took off his glasses and tossed them onto the seat.
Ragnar occupied quite a lot of space.
He was a big guy, but it didn’t help that I had squeezed myself all the way into the corner.
This was always how I sat beside him, and I didn’t even know why.
"You’ve known Gigi for a very long time," he began.
I pouted but nodded.
"Yes, I have."
"Then do you know anywhere she might have gone?"
For the first time, Ragnar seemed lost, as though he needed someone to point him in the right direction, and I didn’t like seeing him that way.
It only meant he was worried about that bitch.
"You’re asking the wrong person. I knew her, but we weren’t that close. I mean, I wasn’t exactly popular or attractive back then," I admitted with a smile, briefly zoning out before shaking my head to pull myself from my thoughts.
"Anyway, if there was one person who went everywhere with her, someone who really, really knew her, it would be Rochelle."
Ragnar sighed and shook his head, clearly displeased with the answer.
"We spoke with her. She knows nothing," he replied in his heavy, rough voice.
"I mean, she came by early this morning. She was really anxious. She said something about her sister being really depressed and worried."
I was still talking when Ragnar threw his head back.
"I know. Everybody’s worried about her. I think they were all very close to Gigi."
I immediately shook my finger at him.
"No, it wasn’t about Gigi. Rochelle said her sister is extremely anxious and worried, and that’s worrying her."
As I tried to explain, I noticed Ragnar slowly shift in his seat.
"It seemed like she was hinting that her sister was going through the same kind of anxiety Jenna had been dealing with. You know how people now understand the way Jenna was behaving during the abuse and blackmail? It sounded like Rochelle was trying to say it was something like that, but then she just left."
Before we could completely divert the subject, I added, "Besides, there’s still a guy out there."
I paused, biting my bottom lip. I couldn’t bring myself to say the actual words.
After filtering them through my mind, I finally found something less traumatizing.
"He showed up where Jenna was at the exact spot of the river, and...you know."
I slowly raised my eyes to Ragnar and saw him nod.
His jaw clenched so hard I swear I heard a little pop.


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