Reed got word you had been taken by a mafia group you were investigating. After two days he found your whereabouts.

He didn’t hesitate to get into the house. He searched from top to bottom, killing anyone that got in his way. Arriving at the last door.

He busted through, finding you. You sat up against a wall with cuts and bruises all over. You glanced up, realising it was him.

“I found you…” He whispered, rather to reassure himself more. He didn’t waste a second to rush over to you.