Kylie Bray (Love, Hate and Billions)

The speed of light travels approximately six hundred and seventy one million miles per hour. It takes the average Toyota sedan fifty miles per hour without alerting cops AND an average brain thirteen milliseconds to see an image. In that time I have memorized the entire room with every detail in it.

My brother, Jace has been gone for thirty three hours. My siblings and father are still thinking small thoughts.

I already know what happened, he was kidnapped. By who, for what or why are things I don't need to know just yet. Right now I just need to find him.

After, I will worry about the latter and destroy whoever it is. Nobody harms my family and still walks away.

I have always been different from my family, but I am not Kevin. I feel emotion, more than other people do. Understanding the concept of it and where feelings come from is something I knew as early as five. But I can also choose to not let my emotions overcloud my judgment, over shadow my focus.

I am worried sick about my brother, he is young and I know someone took him. And once that thought made logical sense, I have been searching.

“I narrowed the possible locations to thirty one places, that is including if they had time to get to an aircraft. Now I'm canceling out the negatives and keeping everything with a forty eight point two percent probability.” I say this as my fingers dance across my keyboards. The one on my lap is an extra I keep in my Jet in case one of the other two fail.

eyes remain concentrated to the seventy two inch projector screen, also something

currently sitting in at my dad’s house is not my ideal conditions, but with time running out and my brother missing this

“Any word from Kevin?”

a second out of respect as I

form is breathtakingly beautiful and though she has hardened with years she

always begrudged Hunter for

says from the wall she is currently holding up with her tall form. She is still in her work clothes she put on this morning- a loose chino pants and white blouse, barefoot and no make up. Which tells me that my stepmother isn't handling

goodbye, no hello. It messed Kylie

knew where she went and why. Well he thought he was the only one. I knew she was in Prague, why, I haven't had a chance to figure that out as yet. I have been busy building my empire and finding a way to slow

am sending location points around

his slight graying hair and wide

at him as he enters. There is nothing