Inside a luxury office.
"What you mean you can't find him!?" A roar could be heard from it as the sound of multiple items being thrown around.
"Sir, we haven't heard anything from the hubters that went with your son has been missing since last we heard of him." On of the assistants spoke with a note pad in his hands.
The man tossing thing in the room was Criston Hawkins the father of Maxwell. He was a man who stood at a decent height of 5'8. Like his son he had teal green eyes, black hair, and slightly pale skin. He body was still well built, with broud-shoulders, toned-arms, and long legs.
"That stupid brat! Can't even kill a regular human and now he decided he wants to go missing?!" He roared as even more items went sailing across the room.
"Sir..." the assistant hesitated to speak but decided to continue. "It's seems that all the hunters and priests that went with your son also don't remember what happened, its as if someone erased their memories."
The man anger seemed to have risen to a new height but he realized he had nearly destroyed his personal office from his fits of anger.
He sat on edge of the table as he let out a long, exhausted sigh as he lowered his head.
As he did he replied." Soo what exactly happened before he went missing?"
"Well from the reports it seemed he was using them to target someone, sir."
"And pray tell who is this person?"
"From what we could gather his name is Lazarus Thomas, he is an orphan boy who goes to the same college as your son. He also been bullied by your son on multiple occasions and has also used the family business to threat all the boys former employers to fire him." The assistant said as she went through the documents.
"So your saying my son was killed by him?"
"It's possibility, but i can't say for certain we should gather enough information first cause while he could be the one whose responsible for your sons disappearance, he isn't the only one." The assassin finished as they fixed their glasses.
Criston sighed again knowing his probably responsible for what happened to his son, but this was him being disappointed at his son for the things he allowed him to get away with.
"Get the reports i want to make a statement."
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Back at the Bloodfire estate right after Cass gave Lazarus her phone.
They stared at the news article
Criston Hawkins announces the disappearance or possible murder of his son Maxwell Hawkins. He requested assistants from police department and investigation bureau, if you have any info on the subject please head to the police.
As Lazarus saw that he was surprised but not by the news article. "Well that was fast I was expecting them to wait atleast a couple of weeks before making any big statements."
He gave Cassandra her phone back as he walked off, but she didn't let him get far as she grabbed him by his arm.
He looked back at her and saw an expression of shock and anger on her face. "You do realize you could be suspected of being the murderer. Your drawing way too much attention to yourself!" She exclaimed as her flames coating her hands.
Lazarus looked at with a soft smile and did something she didn't expect. He extended his hand and created a small wispy orb was created in his hand.
Her confusion was shown across his face, which cause Lazarus to smile." Yes, I did physically kill Maxwell but I kept his soul inside me, just in case I ever needed it."
As she she looked at the wispy white soul she could hear a voice from it.
"Hay let me out of hear you bastard! I know you hear me!" The wailing of Maxwell's voice could be heard.
Cassandra look at the soul in surprise cause she didn't know that Lazarus could do such a thing but, this also opens other questions.
"Okay but, still how exactly do you plan to use him to help you?" She questioned. "Cause from what you've told me you turned his body to dust?"
Lazarus smiled as if to answer her question
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Later in the week Lazarus and the twins were in a car driving back to campus grounds. As they entered the parking lot Lazarus spoke.
"Remember guys whatever happens don't react or cause a seen, I know what I'm asking is to much but im gonna need you to trust me."
A long pausing silence hung in the air but they finally spoke. "You better know what your doing, cause this could be a trap." Cassandra said as she left the car.
Lazarus looked at Lason who had a tired look on his face. "Forgive her, she's worried but if you want to make it up to her take her on a date."
Lason finished his tease as he left the car, to which laz also exited the car.
As they walked towards the doors they heard someone speak.
"Are you Lazarus Thomas?" A rough voice spoke.
They turned and saw two men standing in from of them both holding up badges.
The first was an elderly man appearing to be in his 50's, he was slightly shorter than Lazarus with brown hair that was fading from his head and a rough beards with cinnamon brown eyes.
The man behind him was a young more handsome lad. He had deep black wavy hair that didn't go past his ears. His skin was fair that spread across a compact frame covered by a white button-down shirt, black pants and a leather jacket.
"My name is officer Denise and this is my partner officer Randle."the elderly man spoke
"We'd like to ask you a couple of questions at the precinct if you wouldn't mind?" The old man questioned as he approached Lazarus.
Cassandra, Lason and Lazarus shared a look, to emphasize that they talked about.
"May i ask why?" Lazarus questioned the men infront.
"You are among the suspects of Maxwell Hawkins disappearance