Steven's POV
I had gone straight to Cavin High, asking questions about one Gabriel Fred. I'd made sure no one knew why I was looking for him. I didn't need anyone to know my reason behind this visit-not yet.
Being Steven Blackwood, the high-profiled CEO of Blackwood Enterprises, getting his home address from the school records was a bit too easy. A few connections, a few favors, and I had what I needed.
Now, standing in front of an old, rotten apartment building, I couldn't help but feel a wave of disgust. Yet, it somewhat fitted that someone like him-someone who had hurt Ashley-would live in a place like this: the paint peeling off, the windows dirty, and with the scent of stale air seeping through the cracks into the wall.
This is where he hides.
I could feel the rage boiling in my chest. I hadn't come here for a casual conversation, after all.
I kicked the door open with a force that made it slam into the wall with a loud bang. My heart pounded in my chest as I walked in, the ro