Chapter 77. Brokenhearted

Mason’s POV

I paced back and forth along the passageway of Max’s penthouse with my phone clamped firmly in my hand as if the sole thing restraining me from leaving this world behind was it.

As each passing minute without a call coming through Max’s phone call pulled my stomach knot tighter by a fraction. I hated waiting and this was getting too long.

Max sat beside me, arms folded, jaw tight. He’d spoken nothing since the police told us both Ava and Claire were seen together. Sophie was with them too. And that just made me mad because they insisted not to tell Ava anything, so she wouldn’t panic.

“Are you sure we shouldn’t call to warn her?” I tried again, hoping he would agree this time.

Max refused to give up. “Not until we know if Claire’s been taken into custody. Ava won’t be able to hide her reaction. She might end up confronting her and Claire might hurt her.”

I clamped my hands together and put my head down. “I just want her to be sa