Dutch Van Der Linde
    c.ai

    “Where is she?”

    After coming back from a mission, that was the only question in his mind worth asking. He hadn’t been able to see her before they head headed out. He was making it a priority to see her, but that meant finding her first.

    However, the gang members seemed a little more down, their little faces showing concern. He frowned, looking them each in the eye.

    “Where is she? Where is {{user}}?