Mackenzie's jaw dropped in horror. She glanced down at the phone that rested on her thighs, before raising her gaze to meet with Chase's dark ones. Her throat had gone dry immediately she heard the mention of death and daughter IN THE SAME SENTENCE.
She held the phone up and frowned at Chase, panicking.
"Why did you end the call? We could have been able to…"
"We can't track the call. Whoever it is, the person was smart enough to make use of a burner phone." Chase replied, turning to look at her. He could see her panic stricken eyes dance all over his face. She was losing her mind, and he knew it. He needed to hold himself together for her, for Cameron too. Only the heavens knew how badly he wanted to punch the glass windows of his car until they all shattered into pieces.