Tracey's POV
"No! I can't accept that! people just don't disappear into thin air! find him." I said and hung up the phone. I was irritated, o was angry and I was scared. You don't mess with a man like Marino. You just don't. If you promise him something, you have to make sure that you keep your promises. I can't afford a slip up now. I thought that things were good between Abigail and I but I guess I was wrong. Since she is not picking up my calls.
"Did they find them?" Greyson asked me as he walked into the living room. I went to the liquor table and I poured myself a glass of whiskey. I drank it all in one sip. It was bitter and hot but I needed the bitterness.
"No, any luck on your side?" I asked him.
"No but I am working on a trace on their cellphones." He said.
"How did you not
