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Hunted 224

    <b>Chapter </b><b>224 </b>


    Chapter <b>18</b><b>: </b>Four <b>months </bter<b>. </b>


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    James Watson stared at his screen for several minutes looking at thetest grand opening of a Gallery. Over the <b>past </b>four months there had been several grand openings for restaurants and galleries that was causing buzz throughout the Eastern Region. High praises regarding the building often unique architectural designing had be the talk of the town. With eachunch, many couldn’t wait to see what new creative sets would be thought of next.


    James smiled smugly, he knew the board had been upset with Joshua about his firing of their original architectural firm. This would be the push they needed to demote Joshua as CEO and appoint him. FINALLY, Watts<b>–</b>Corp would be his<b>; </b>all he had to do was find the designer responsible…Elizabeth Bowen.


    “Spencer<b>…</b>I <i>want </i>you to <i>find </i><i>out </i><i>everything </i><i>you </i><i>can </i><i>about </i><i>this </i><i>new </i><i>architectural </i>designer Elizabeth <i>Bowen </i>and <i>bring </i><i>it </i><i>to </i>


    me<i>.</i><i>” </i>


    <i>“</i>Yes sir.<i>” </i>


    <b>As </b>James<b>‘ </b>assistant left his office, James felt a certain satisfaction. Even with all the buzz going on about the new designer, Joshua made no efforts to try and locate her. For the past several weeks after the grand opening of the


    Imperial Gallery, James worried Joshua would find and hire Bowen. But after trailing him for the past several weeks,


    there were no such efforts made. He wasn’t even trying to locate her.


    “Oh <i>little </i><i>nephew</i><i>…</i><i>your </i><i>arrogance </i><i>will </i><i>be </i><i>your </i><i>downfall</i><i>. </i><i>Even </i>your <i>grandmother </i><i>won’t </i>be able to <i>save </i>you once I <i>sign </i>


    <i>Elizabeth </i><i>Bowen</i>.”


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    <b>“</b><b><i>You </i></b><b><i>were </i></b><i>right </i><b><i>boss</i></b>. <b><i>He’s </i></b><i>looking </i><b><i>into </i></b><b><i>her </i></b><b>now</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>


    <b><i>Joshua’s </i></b><b><i>assistant </i></b><b><i>Travis </i></b><b><i>Cross </i></b><b><i>handed </i></b><b><i>him </i></b>a <b><i>folder filled </i></b><b><i>with </i></b><b><i>documents</i></b><b><i>. </i></b><b><i>Each </i></b><b><i>containing </i></b><i>possible </i><b><i>information </i></b><b><i>on </i></b><b><i>Elizabeth </i></b><b><i>Bowen</i></b><i>. </i>


    <b><i>“He’s </i></b><b><i>probably </i></b><b><i>going </i></b><b><i>to try </i></b><i>and </i><b><i>poach </i></b><b><i>her </i></b><b><i>before </i></b><b><i>you </i></b><b><i>do </i></b><i>in </i><b><i>order </i></b><b>to </b>turn <i>the </i><b><i>board</i></b><b><i>.</i></b><b>” </b>


    <i>Joshua </i><b><i>smiled </i></b><b><i>cooliy</i></b><b>. </b><b>He </b><b>wasn’t </b><b><i>concerned </i></b><b><i>at </i></b><b><i>all </i></b><i>about </i><i>his </i><i>uncle </i><b><i>poaching </i></b><i>Elizabeth</i>. <b><i>He </i></b><b><i>already </i></b>knew <b><i>who </i></b><b><i>she </i></b><b><i>was</i></b><b>….</b><i>Josie </i><b><i>Taylor</i></b><b><i>. </i></b>


    <b>“</b>Let him <b>try</b><b>…</b>this should <b><i>be </i></b><b>fun</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>


    <i>Cross </i>smiled <i>slightly</i>, he knew his boss <b>loved </b>a <b>good </b><b><i>challenge</i></b>. <b><i>The </i></b>treasure hunting game had now begun, <b>the </b>prize<b>….</b>Elizabeth <i>Bowen</i><b><i>. </i></b>


    Since leaving the estate four months ago, Christian had tried locating her several times with no sess. The only


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    thing he was able to confirm <b>was </b>that she attended all of her therapy sessions as well as her probation appointments. He’d had one <b>of </b>his assistants keeping track of her until her final day of probation. Now that it <b>was </b>over; he had no clue where she <b>was </b>or WHO she was staying with.


    <i>“</i><i>Are </i><i>telling </i>me she’s <i>fallen </i><b>of </b><i>the </i>face <b>of </b>the earth!”


    **“N–No sir…but we can’t find her. Maybe she-<b>” </b>


    “I don’t <b>want </b>you got damn maybes!!! Find her<b>!</b><b>” </b><fnc55b> ?????? ???? F?ndNovel</fnc55b>


    <i>Christian </i>barked his orders at <i>his </i>assistant <i>before </i><i>throwing </i><i>him </i>out <i>his </i><i>office</i>. For <i>the </i><i>past </i><i>several </i>weeks <i>his </i><i>father </i><i>grew </i><b>concerned </b><i>about </i>Josie possibly <i>telling </i><i>others </i>the truth <i>on </i><i>why </i><i>she </i><i>went </i>to <i>prison</i>. <i>Rubbing </i><i>his </i><i>temples</i><b><i>, </i></b><i>he </i><b>opened </b>up the recent <i>files </i>on <i>Lawrence </i><i>Tillman</i>.


    <i>Christian </i><i>had </i>been <i>tracking </i><i>Tillman </i>for months<i>; </i><i>however</i><i>, </i>he <i>always </i>seemed to <i>be </i>one <i>step </i><i>ahead </i><b><i>of </i></b><i>him</i><i>. It </i><i>was </i><i>almost </i><i>as </i><b><i>if </i></b><b><i>someone </i></b><i>was </i><i>keeping </i><i>him </i><i>updated </i><i>regarding </i><i>Christian’s </i><i>ns</i>. <i>Every </i><i>time </i><i>he </i><i>would </i><i>get </i>close to his location<b><i>, </i></b><i>Tillman </i><i>would </i>move, <i>leaving </i><i>little </i>to no traces behind. The <i>entire </i><i>ordeal </i><i>was </i><i>stressing </i><i>Christian </i>out<i>. </i>It felt as <i>if </i><i>his </i><i>grip </i><i>on </i><i>control </i><i>was </i><i>slipping</i>. <i>To </i>make <i>matters </i><i>worse</i><i>, </i><i>things </i>at <i>home </i><i>was </i>bing <i>unbearable</i>.


    As <i>of </i><itely</i><i>, </i><i>it </i><i>seemed </i><i>Jamie </i><i>was </i><i>always </i><i>busy</i><i>. </i><i>He </i><i>knew </i><i>Jamie </i>never showed <i>much </i><i>interest </i><i>in </i><i>the </i><ipany</i><b>; </b><i>but </i><i>he’d </i><i>hoped </i><i>that </i><i>he </i><i>would </i><i>at </i>least <i>participate</i>. <i>Afterall</i><i>, </i><i>Jamie </i><i>was </i>now <b><i>23 </i></b><i>years </i>old<i>. </i><i>It </i><i>was </i>time he started <i>pulling </i><i>his </i><i>weight </i><i>in </i><i>the </i><i>family </i><i>business</i><b>; </b><i>but </i><i>whenever </i><i>Christian </i><i>would </i><i>try </i><i>and </i><i>speak </i><i>with </i><i>him</i>, <i>it </i>seemed <i>he </i><i>was </i><i>only </i><i>interested </i><i>in </i><i>what </i>Vanessa <i>was </i><i>doing</i>. <i>It </i><i>was </i>like <i>she </i><i>was </i><i>bing </i><i>his </i><i>obsession</i>. <i>And </i>Vanessa<i>, </i>these <i>past </i><i>few </i>months <i>her </i><i>entire </i>demeaner <i>changed</i><i>. </i><i>She </i><i>went </i><i>from </i><i>being </i><i>this </i>carefree <i>bubbly </i><i>person </i>to <i>constantly </i><i>looking </i>nervous <i>always </i><i>staring </i>at <i>her </i><i>phone</i>. <i>He </i><i>wasn’t </i><i>sure </i><i>what </i>caused the <i>change </i><i>in </i><i>his </i><i>siblings</i>, <i>but </i><i>he </i><i>was </i><i>going </i>to <i>get </i>to the <i>bottom </i><i>of </i><i>it</i><i>. </i>


    <b><i>Jamie </i></b><b><i>walked </i></b><i>into </i><i>his </i><i>study </i><b><i>feeling </i></b><b><i>mentally </i></b><b><i>exhausted</i></b><b><i>. </i></b><b><i>These </i></b><b><i>past several </i></b><i>months </i><b><i>was </i></b><i>beginning </i><b>to </b><b><i>weigh </i></b><i>on </i><b><i>him</i></b>. <b>He </b><b><i>knew </i></b>it <b><i>would </i></b><i>only </i><b><i>be </i></b>a <b><i>matter </i></b><b>of </b><b><i>time </i></b><b><i>before </i></b><b><i>Christian </i></b><b><i>learned </i></b><b><i>the </i></b><i>truth </i><i>about </i><b><i>what </i></b><b><i>was </i></b>going <b><i>on </i></b><i>with </i><i>him </i>


    <b><i>and </i></b><b><i>Vanessa</i></b><b><i>. </i></b>


    <b><i>The </i></b><b><i>day </i></b><b><i>Vanessa </i></b><b><i>met </i></b><i>with </i><b><i>Tillman</i></b><i>, </i><b><i>under </i></b><b><i>suspicion</i></b><b><i>, </i></b><b><i>he </i></b><b><i>had </i></b><b><i>her </i></b><b><i>followed</i></b><b><i>. </i></b><b><i>After </i></b><b><i>seeing </i></b><b><i>the </i></b><b><i>photos</i></b><b><i>, </i></b><i>Jamie </i><b><i>went </i></b><i>into </i><b><i>Christian’s </i></b><b><i>study </i></b>to <b><i>lookup </i></b><i>who </i><b><i>Officer </i></b><i>Tillman </i><b><i>was</i></b>. <b><i>After </i></b><b><i>seeing </i></b><i>his </i><b><i>profile </i></b><b><i>picture</i></b><b><i>, </i></b><b><i>Jamie </i></b><i>could </i><b><i>no </i></b><b>longer </b><b><i>deny </i></b><b>it</b><b>. </b><b><i>Vanessa </i></b><b><i>was </i></b><b><i>the </i></b><b><i>person </i></b><b><i>responsible </i></b><b>for </b><i>the </i><b><i>abuse </i></b><b><i>Josie </i></b><b><i>suffered </i></b><i>in </i><b><i>prison</i></b><i>. </i><b><i>That </i></b><b><i>night</i></b><b>, </b><b><i>after </i></b><b><i>Vanessa </i></b><b><i>came </i></b><b><i>home</i></b><b>, </b><b><i>Jamie </i></b><b><i>confronted </i></b><b><i>her</i></b><b><i>. </i></b>


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