CONNOR
I was losing my mind.
Well – to be fair, I’d lost it a long time ago, precisely when I’d realized my mate had been taken from me and kidn*pped, but now I was definitely losing what little scraps of it I had left.
My head was pounding, and my eyes were losing focus as I watched the folders on my desk – the latest theories the detectives I’d hired and my spies had come up with.
By now, every day and night was like this.
I glanced at the picture on my desk – the last photo I had of Lily. She was smiling, her beautiful face immersed in the bouquet of flowers I’d surprised her with, her dark blonde, wavy hair dancing in the wind.
My beautiful girl.
“Please,” I murmured. “Please, baby, just tell me where you are”.
I hadn’t questioned myself when I’d started talking to her p
