It was mid September, though it turned out to be far from ordinary. The neighborhoods and the forest had been searched thoroughly, the dogs been sent out to find Grant's body in case there was one but nobody expected Grant himself to burst into the office covered with blood and a bullet in his shoulder.
"She's got a gun, she's got a gun, she's got a gun!" He screamed, out of his mind. He was much thinner from the last time Wolff had seen him.
"She's shitbat crazy," he continued to yell, his eyes open wide, his legs shaking, causing him to stumble over his own feet, "I think she's on her way to her family."
And when he eventually collided on the ground with half of the office surrounding him and Wolff supporting his head, he cried, "Darcy isn't herself anymore."
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Mystery / ThrillerDarcy Hotchner was nineteen and about to start a brand new life in college when she suddenly disappeared from the face of the earth. Two years later, with her family still pulling on a string of hope and all her friends being scattered around the wo...
