Kai POV
"No, there hasn't been any sightings of the son of a b***h just yet" I snarl, holding the receiver tight to my ear, and imagining it to be Johnathon's neck as I squeeze it tightly.
"I've sent my best trackers out but too much time has passed to pick up his trail" Johnathon says on the other end of the line, not sounding remotely apologetic. Does he not realise the full magnitude of what he's done? How on edge both Winter and Damien have been since they have heard the news? Does he think this is a game? My anger rises with every word that he speaks.
"I've sent mine out, there's nothing there. Are you sure he's coming for them? Maybe he got smart and decided it wasn't worth dying over" I hiss. Maybe the man possessed some common sense. It was entirely possible.
There's silence
