CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Primotivo's POV

I was stunned by the ringing of my cell phone. So I immediately picked it up.

"Hello?" I answered without looking at who it was.

"Fuck! My head aches like hell..." I exclaimed in my mind.

["Primo, have you seen the news?"]

I frowned at the opening statement of the person on the other line to me …

It's Atty. Philip Aragon.

"What news?" I asked him back and forcely got up. It was only then that I also realized I was asleep on the sofa in the living room. And wine bottles were scattered on the floor.

Damn it! Oh right, my wife has been missing since last night. Fuck it, I feel like I'm going crazy to find her last night until this morning, but no luck!

Where could she ever be? Her cell phone is turned off. But I knew she had my car, so I tracked it to the Toyota Company.

["Open the TV, Primo... it's all over the news!"]

"The fuck, Aragon! Is that news really important? I have no time for it, dude. My wife was missing and damn this life ... There is no news yet on the wher