(Blackwell’s POV)
Fuck!!!!
It was seriously taking everything I had for me not to wring the necks of the two guards standing before me, looking shamefaced.
I’d instantly sent word to some of my connections in the police force, and an APB had been placed on her almost as soon as she had given me her suspected location.
But now, her phone was off.
And so far, there was nothing.
Nothing from her, nothing from my men.
I was worried, I won’t lie.
Why in f**k’s sake would she run away from the very people who were meant to protect her?
I don’t f*****g understand.
Women could be so infuriating sometimes, and that is why I preferred non-committal relations with them, for I certainly was not about to have drama in my life, but then I’d cared for this one a little bit more, and now look
