Chapter 72

“He just wants to see me. Why don’t I just go out there and face the sick bastard?” Giannis said, clenching his jaw.

They were now at the police station after describing the situation to the detectives. Giannis was barely holding it together. He kept imagining various scenarios where Regina got hurt by the stalker.

His usually put-together appearance had deviated. His hair had been pulled severally in worry so it stood out in different directions. His shirt sleeves were now rolled up, causing him to look more like a gangster than a shipping tycoon.

“Mr. Drakos, we understand that you are concerned about the well-being of your wife, but we would appreciate it if you allowed us to do our jobs. The culprit has clearly set some trap, and you might run into it at this rate,” Detective Morgan, a tall, lanky black man, said.

“Yeah, man, you gotta relax and let them do their job here.”

“Do their job? It’s been four freaking hours since she was abducted by this