Another half hour later, they finally had the ladders they needed to break into the window.
"Boss, there’s no one inside!" yelled Cal. He had just climbed through the smashed window and looked around the apartment.
Layla heard his words and didn’t believe it. "Impossible! I’ve been watching this apartment ever since he left our place yesterday! I did not see him leave!"
Dillon looked at Layla, noticing her genuinely surprised expression.
It seemed Julian really was here at one point but managed to slip away without anyone noticing.
"What happened while he was at your place yesterday?" asked Dillon coldly.
Layla looked at him, surprised. "He came over and started asking us why we were here. We told him that we were here to take whatever items belonged to us back. He then started asking questions about where we got our information..."
Dillon listened to her words and realized that Julian was already suspicious of the fact they had come to find him.
"Looks like he’s got some brains after all. Did anything strange happen yesterday after he left your place? Did you see any movement from this building?" he asked.
Layla shook her head. "Oh wait! That blonde slut ran away from his apartment."
Dillon frowned. "Who was she? Describe her to me." He didn’t care about Julian’s kept women, but since she was the only lead they had, he was willing to hear more about her.
"Oh, she’s just a nobody. Outside of being very beautiful, she was pretty useless. Unfortunately, my brother was completely smitten with her; he even threatened to kill us if we touched her," said Layla.
She continued to describe Rayne’s physical appearance in detail, seeing as Dillon seemed interested.
Dillon listened attentively, and as he pieced her appearance together in his mind, the vision of Rayne popped up.
"Rayne?!" he said, wide-eyed.
Layla paused. "How do you know her name?"
At that moment, the front door finally clicked open. Cal and the others had managed to unlock the door so that Dillon could enter.
Dillon walked inside the apartment and looked around. His heart was beating fast at the discovery that Rayne was here... and that she seemed to have some sort of relationship with Julian.
"You better not have done anything stupid, Rayne. Remember, you’re my woman," he growled, walking around to find any clues about her or Julian.
Cal searched around with him, looking through every cabinet and drawer.
"Boss, there’s no sign of Julian here at all. In fact, there’s nothing indicating that a male lived here. All of the clothing and items are very female-oriented."
Instead of getting angry, Dillon looked around curiously, even sniffing some of the clothing.
"Ah, Rayne. To think you were hiding right under my nose this whole time. Don’t worry, I’ll be there soon to bring you home," he whispered, looking at the small pile of female clothing that was lying on the bed.
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