Chapter 64

Nikolai POV

“Your employee...Isaac Carter, where is he?” I ask, the question sharp and cutting through the silence in the room. The man tied to the chair shifts uncomfortably, sweat already breaking out on his forehead. He clearly wasn’t expecting anyone to break into his office, not after it was locked up for the night. I bet he feels unlucky as shit right now.

Across the room, King sits on a worn leather sofa, his expression a menacing mask of fury and resolve. It’s been that way since we had to leave Alyssa behind, and though the same simmering rage courses through me, he has less control over himself than I do. If this guy doesn’t give us some answers soon, King won’t hesitate to jab his knife right into his throat.

We told Gray we were spending tonight looking for leads on Isaac’s location, and what better place to search than his workplace? Where his boss was conveniently staying late, all alone.

“Look, I don’t know what shit Isaac’s involved in,