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Dakota finished with her chores and walked to Alexios. "What's wrong?" She asked, seeing confusion on his face
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"My Friesian, Shade Shock, he's not in the pasture, or in the barn." Alexios frowned. "And nobody has permission to touch him, or move him."
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"Was he in his stall last night? Where else could he be? Mr. Matthews, is there security footage here?"
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"No, there's not." Alexios frowned. "I'll keep looking for him."
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"I'll come with. I don't have anything else to do" She said, following him
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Once out in the pasture, Alexios was trying to spot Shade Shock, but to no avail. He bit his tongue, so he wouldn't curse.
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"Have you asked your sisters?" She offered, trying to think
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"They don't care, Dakota. And, legally, they have no rights to any of my horses." He responded.
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"Sorry. Good luck" She muttered, walking off. She went to the tack room and sighed, grabbing her bridle and cleaning it while sitting on the tack box nearest to her
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Alexios continued to search outside everywhere. The arena, the training pens, even the breeding area. He couldn't find Shade Shock.
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