CHAPTER 54: A Girl To Rescue

　　Parker's POV

　　My eyes narrowed as I picked up the piece of fabric, my mind racing with questions. Where did it come from? How did it end up here, in my secret base?

　　I brought the fabric to my nose, inhaling deeply. My scent wafted up, familiar and comforting. But what was it doing here?

　　My thoughts whirled back to the last time I saw Emma, the memory of her disappearance still fresh in my mind. I had been searching for her ever since, scouring the territory, asking questions, but finding nothing.

　　And now, this.

　　I examined the fabric more closely, noticing the subtle tears and abrasions along the edges. It looked as if it had been ripped from her clothing, possibly during a struggle.

　　My heart quickened, my instincts on high alert. This was no coincidence. Someone had been in my base, someone who had been with Emma.