Chapter 435: 2-1

Chapter 52.2 — Gabriel POV Remy and I sat in my office, searching with Logan for the children related to Elder Caelum. Going with a list of those with just that last name, trying to find the right people. Betty Lucille Clemente Eva Jackson Clemente Van Duncan Clemente Guy Lucas Clemente Deanna Estrada — Clemente Rufus Fox Clemente Maisy Claire Clemente Elias Lewis Clemente May Lauren Clemente Christina Lisa Clemente Adeline Lynn Clemente Jeddah Marshall Clemente Marshall Andrew Clemente Megan Ramona Clemente And the list went on and on, nearly two thousand with that last name still alive; we were searching, but getting closer. While we couldn't find an actual Abigail and Marshall Clemente, tracking backwards I was able to narrow down to three people on the list. Maisy, Marshall and Megan Clemente. "Guys are you finding any information on Maisy, Marshall and Megan Clemente?" not looking up from my computer. "It's like ten years ago these people just disappeared, vanished." That fact the main reason why I narrowed to them. It was strange, no death records, their social securities hadn't been used for anything. No hospital visits, and there wasn't missing persons filed on them. Nothing. These three in two thousand had vanished, while Maisy hadn't been listed as married to Jeddah Clemente, with my research I was able to connect him to Marshall and Megan — they were his children. "Their father is Jeddah Clemente... but he has lots of children," Remy said in a strange tone, looking away from my screen, "What did you find?" "This guy — I mean — talk about rolling stone," she choked out, her fingers on the keys tapping furiously. Glancing at Logan the two of us just stopped working waiting for her to share. "Do they belong to a pack?" Logan questioned. Shaking her head she snorts, "No, with what I'm finding it looks like this guy is just, he's breeding all over the place." Standing I abandon my computer, "show me us." I turn the wall screen on so she can send her findings for us, "The only marriage license I can find is on Maisy Clemente-" "She's nowhere to be found," I interrupted. "I know, but he has about close to thirty children-" "What? Is he trying to build an army?" I scoffed as she puts on the screen this Jeddah man, and below him are a list of those she believes are his children. "Where are there the most?" "Denver," she typed away, her voice lowering, until it went from confusion to understanding, "near Alpha Monet..." Logan and I both released a low growl under our breaths. I brought my hand to my face, rubbing and when more pieces sort of fell together, it fell limp. Marx words coming back, 'no one has made a formal complaint but we've heard many of the same accounts from different ex-members.' "Could it be that simple?" I murmured, my eyes unseeing.