Trigger warning: This chapter may be triggering to some.
Grayson POV
We were all crammed into a tiny space, while Knox's fingers danced over the keyboard, a look of frustration on his face. Flair's father was fit to be tied, yanking on his tie and sweating profusely, while Ian's face was grim, his fingers at the ready on his cell phone.
"I'm following the traffic cameras and nearby CCTV cameras. It looks as though they abandoned the limousine" Knox murmured, keeping his calm while the rest of us glared daggers at him "And then they got into an SUV" he continued, fingers continuing to dance across the keyboard.
"Goddamn it Knox how long is this going to take?" I growled.
"As long as it does" he shouted, losing his composure and glaring over his shoulder at me "and this shouldn't hav
