022

ENRIQUE

I cleared my throat, staring into Olivia's eyes as she waited for me to answer her question.

Damning it to hell that I could not just conjure of a smile and tell her she was crazy for thinking I would frame her father.

When I had arrived at the penthouse to the light off and her shoes missing from the rack by the door with no note or indication of where she had gone, I had frozen for a full minute before my heart had gone on panic mode as I imagined the worst.

Maybe my father had gotten to her.

I cursed as I shoved my hand through my hair.

Had she taken her car?

I immediately went to the garage… her car was not there which could only mean she had.