Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

279. The One Who Is Missing 

Enya‘s POV: 

“Oh My God!” I have been freaking out ever since I saw the dead body on the ground and Christina crying in the

corner. 

“Maynard! No!” I was still in disbelief at how he ruined his life in a matter of minutes. 

“Maynard! Where is he?” Lazlo rushed towards me and whispered in my ear. I shared a sad look with him because I

knew Maynard had messed up big time. It was too obvious what had happened here. 

“We need to take care of Christina first,” I told Lazlo, running through the crowd and reaching her. 

“Get away from her.” Zander was already trying to push others away from his sister, but they were all gathering

around and gossiping. 

“Did she do this?” a girl asked in panic, stepping away in fear. 

Mr. Tripper‘s body was all messed up. It has to be Maynard‘s job. One could tell he had found Christina in his office. I

was able to peek inside and see her clothes on the floor. She was only wearing Maynard‘s shirt right now and was

crying her heart out. 

“We should take her back to the room. The cops will arrive soon,” | told Zander, who nodded his head and

supported his sister on her feet. She kept falling to her knees and crying. 

“Pick her up,” I suggested, and he did so. I turned around and noticed Thiago had walked out of here. Maybe the

sight of blood was too much for him. Lazlo and I made sure nobody got in 

Lv. 

Zander‘s way when we took Christina back to the room. 

“Lock the door,” I said, sitting down with Christina to help her calm down. 

“Isn‘t it weird that Maynard is also nowhere to be found?” Lazlo was right; it looked like Maynard had killed Mr.

Tripper. 

“What the fuck happened? How—–” Zander was walking across the room in frustration. It was like a nightmare for

us. 

“Christina! Please tell us what happened?” I begged her to tell us before the cops came over to take her away. 

“H–e killed him,” she stuttered, choking on her tears. 

“Did Maynard kill him?” I asked because I knew it had to be Maynard. He was the only one missing, and she was

wearing his shirt. 

She nodded, and Lazlo let out a deep breath of exhaustion. 

“Shit!” he cursed. 

“But why? Why would he kill him, and why were you in Mr. Tripper‘s office?” Zander sat down on the floor in front of

his sister, his hands on the bed. 

“I didn’t d–––o anything. I was just t—–” she was definitely hiding something from us. She covered her face with her

hands and sobbed silently. 

“Why does it seem like Maynard killed him and then left all the breadcrumbs to prove he is the killer?” Lazlo was

just trying to crack the case when he got on Zander‘s nerves. 

“So you are trying to say somebody else killed Mr. Tripper and 

Maynard but hid Maynard‘s body only so that it looks like Maynard killed Mr. Tripper?” Zander stating it so

nonchalantly made me share a glance with Lazlo. 

“Dude, I didn‘t even think that deep.” Lazlo looked confused and lifeless. 

“Oh God! Stop it guys,” I sighed, feeling lost. “We need to find Maynard,” I added. I can‘t believe he took such an

enormous step. 

“They are going to punish him, aren‘t they?” She cried devastatingly. “Please save him,” she begged before her

brother helplessly 

“Hm, well,” Zander cleared his throat, drawing our attention away from him. He was acting weird. 

I got away from her to give her space. In the meantime, we received a call from Thiago. He was out looking for

Maynard. 

“It is so weird. There seemed to be no sign of him, as if he had never existed,” Thiago said from the other side of

the phone call. I was watching Zander, who was oddly calm. 

“I don‘t know what is going on, but I don‘t have a good feeling about this,” I whispered on the phone, watching

Zander steadily turn around only so that he could look at me through his peripheral vision. 

“Hey, just please calm down. I will find him,” Thiago reassured me, but something just didn’t add up. 

I “Only if he is alive,” I said, my heart breaking even at the thought of 

“What is that supposed to mean? Of course, he is alive, otherwise, 

his body would have been there with Mr. Tripper‘s body.” Thiago wasn‘t here to see the red flags the twins were

displaying. 

“Stay with Lazlo, okay? I will keep informing you of what is going on.” Thiago hung up the call so that he could pay

attention to looking for Maynard. 

“Care to tell me what is going on?” Lazlo asked, making sure his voice was low. 

“I am having a very bad feeling about all this. It looks like a setup,” I uttered uncomfortably. 

“What do you mean?” Lazlo sensed the tension in my body and asked me. 

“Zander is way too calm.” I was looking at Zander when we talked. 

“Guys! Where is Thiago?” Zander asked, rubbing his sister‘s hands. 

“He is running around looking for Maynard,” I answered, still scanning his facial expressions. 

“Hm! Isn‘t it weird how he is the only one missing? I mean, he is not helping the monster accusations,” Zander said

in a rough tone, his eyebrows raised at us as he made a comment. 

“I am sorry, but what monster accusations? Nobody has ever accused him of that except for us.” I stated as I

narrowed my eyes on Zander‘s face, who only shrugged his shoulder as if I was the crazy one here. 

“I mean; people will talk now. Mr. Tripper is dead, and Maynard is missing. Somebody is going to take the blame.

Thiago shouldn‘t have run away if he was innocent.” He once again made it seem like we had no clue about

Thiago‘s whereabouts. 

“That is not true. Thiago has nothing to do with this. He left just so that he could find Maynard. You heard me talk to

him on call, didn‘t you?” I asked, raising my voice in frustration and then notching my tone down when I realized

somebody might hear us. 

“How do we know he is even looking for Maynard?” That question and the little eye roll shocked me. Zander was

trying to pin it all on Thiago. We need to find Maynard, or Christina needs to speak up now.