Chapter 88

ETHAN

“What do mean you can’t find her?” I yelled. “Can’t you track the last place she made this call? My wife is pregnant and almost due, what if something bad has already happened? I don’t pay you to sit around, I am fucking paying you to find her, it’s not hard. That should be what you should be doing, morning, afternoon, and before you fucking sleep. You shouldn’t even sleep, find her,” I screamed into the phone, ending the call, slamming it on the desk.

“Fuck!” I punched the damn wall.

“You need to calm down, Ethan, everyone’s searching for her. You’re just stressing yourself out,” Logan said, as he and Tia stared at me pitifully.

“I don’t want your pity, I’m fine. Finding her is a priority,” I sighed, falling back on my seat. “It’s been two fucking days, and they can’t trace the last place the call was made.” I rubbed my temples.

“It’s going to be a lot difficult now that the phone’s off, we’re all trying here,” Tia said.

I hadn’t been able