Chapter 55

Daniel paced the confines of the private jet like a caged wolf as it taxied down the runway. The cowering hostess hadn't bothered to suggest he might want to sit and use a seatbelt after the first time. Daniel suspected King would soon be looking for a new flight attendant. He didn't give a shit. King's staffing issues were't his problem. Finding Addison was. He'd tried her cell phone over and over, in between issuing orders to his team.

He'd walked his guys through the necessary steps to gain access to his personal surveillance equipment to begin tracing where Addison had disappeared. Moments before the plane landed, they informed him that she'd gotten into a car with the Maestro's assistant, Erica Pennington. They were still working on where the frizzy-haired blond bitch had taken her.

The moment the plane stopped moving, Daniel tuned to the hostess and barked, "Open the fucking door, now!"