Chapter 45. Reconciliation

Dexter

I was pretty ticked to hear from him. A conversation with him would ease the tension I'd been feeling since Victoria got admitted.

"Spill it." I demanded, my body tethering on the edge.

He snorted as if my order had no effect on him. "I'm helping you here so be nice." He fired back with a steel tone. "The dunce you're searching for tried to go off grid, but he wasn't smart enough to keep his tracks covered."

"What are you trying to say?" A ray of hope became visible, but I needed him to make it clearer.

"One of my staff was able to put a tab on him, so I'll send you his present location through a text. I know you're a busy man but be with your phone at all times, alright?" He didn't wait for me to respond before ending the call.

Typical of Wyatt to call anyone working for him a staff. Though it was the right thing to call them, it sounded too formal in my ears for the kind of job they did.

I clicked continuously on the side