Berrigan shrugged, " don't know Landen, pretty sure Bounty Hunters prefer to actually hunt and capture than just report locations." Landen stood up still holding the guitar, " i don't care, I've sold millions of holodiscs and I'll go broke finding her if I have to, I'll cancel shows and look for her myself, even if I don't know what I'm doing."
It was clear Atsrid's disappearance was A) down to her brother, but Landen wouldn't confront him about it, they were sort of getting along and B) starting to affect Landen's performance as an artist. "I'd give up everything to get her back Berrigan, every single cred I've earned, every thing I've owned, my family." Berrigan raised a brow, " your family? wow that's bold statement."
Landen put the guitar back on it's stand and sat down next to it by the window, he gazed out over the lake again. " You know it was out there, by that tree when I first met her, heard her angelic voice, saw those amazing eyes and I was on pheromone blockers so I knew it was real."