As I wake I find myself on the floor of my study. A place I've come quite accustomed to these past few months. I look out of the window to see it be pitch black. I must have fallen asleep while filling out papers for the Council. I look around my messy office to find the door slightly ajar, not the way i left it. Somebody must of come in I think to myself. I scan over my desk to see if there were any notes left for me. Ah I think as I pick up a small piece of paper. I read it over a couple of times. Foster had come into my home, was in the same room as me, and of course I had to be asleep. I groan slightly as I stomp out of my study to see if she left using a pathfinder. She never has but it never hurts to check. As I glance around the thick grassy field around my house I find a fairly fresh set of footprints leading out to the middle of the plain. As I look around the area where the footprints stopped my hand touches something small and pointy. As I pull it out of the grass I recognize. She had left a pen covered in her DNA with the logo of what I presume to be a local bank.

A/N: sorry for the short chapter I'll be updating soon