YBTM | Chapter 4

Violet

Frantically searching the halls of the hotel for Mike, we could not find him anywhere. I really hope that he didn't do anything rash. We looked around for my dad's men, but only a few were left. Mike must have taken some with him. We rushed to the front desk, all out of breath, causing the desk clerk to look at us oddly.

“May I help you?” She said a bit slowly. What is she, some kind of ditz? Like, hello! We are obviously hotel guests.

“Mike Mizanin...have you seen him?!” I shouted between breaths. I am in full on panic mode right now.

“Who?” She asked as she looked through her computer. I didn't have time for her stupidity.

“Damn it!” I slammed my hand on the deck, startling her. She was being ridiculous and was obviously too busy checking Alex out.

“Vi..calm down...” Nicole said soothingly, knowing I was about to blow at any moment.

“A guy, about my height, brown hair, tattoos.” Alex explained the best he could.