Warehouse
Damien anxiously waited for any news about his son's whereabouts. The past few days had been a blur of dead ends and false leads, but he refused to give up. He knew he had to find his son before it was too late.

As he paced back and forth in his living room, his phone rang. It was Carlton, his friend and the lieutenant of the police department.

"Damien, I've got some intel for you," Carlton said. "We've been tracking Mikhail's movements and we've got a lead on his location."

Damien's heart skipped a beat. "Where is he?"

"He's holed up in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. We've got a team ready to move in, but we wanted to let you know first."

"Thanks, Carlton. I'll be there."

Damien quickly grabbed his jacket and headed out the door. He knew he had to act fast. Mikhail was dangerous, and he wouldn't hesitate to harm his son if he felt threatened. Ash tried to follow him, but Damien told her to stay.

"What are you doing? He's my son too! Didn't I warn you that my father
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