I had no clue where I went wrong.
I had no clue where I went [[Next|wrong]].
She was standing at the bar in a [[Devil|red]] dress
and [[Blaire|boots]].
When I met her, I was immediately taken to her beauty, but her attitude was intimidating and mysterious. I [[Agressive|avoided]] her.
So I came to know that night...she was a [[The manuscript|writer]].
Fiction and Non. She was intelligent, but the kind that could be used for either great good or great [[Devil|evil]].
He had a feeling she was more attracted to the [[Missing|darker]] side of life.
I could tell there was something she was hiding, but at the time I wasn't really worried, until the cops came [[Missing|looking]] for her.
She wouldn't allow me to avoid her. She knew I was the owner of the bar, but she came up and offered me a [[Devil|drink]].
I was a sucker for girls who didn't use me for my money. And there was just something about that [[Blaire|red]] dress with the lips to match.
She had told me she was working on some sort of [[Missing|story]]. It was "Nonfiction with a little mix of fiction for fun" she had said with a smirk.
Little did I know this story was going to cause me a lot of [[Help|trouble]].
Blaire's manuscript is missing...and so is she. She has [[Help|vanished ]]and the cops keep questioning me about her whereabouts.
They are starting to stifle business at the bar.
Now I was busy hiding from the government. There was something in that [[The manuscript|]]manuscript that would expose something great. I have to find her. She holds the key to my freedom and to something even [[Help|greater]].
Any tips on where Blaire is will be greatly appreciated.
The sooner the better.
My life depends on it.
