Chapter Nine

Catherine POV:

My legs kept swinging from one side to the other. I was filled with impatience, paranoia and anger. I could control neither of these emotions. I wished Michael could drive faster. There was no time on our side.

"Can you drive faster?!" I cried.

"I am Catherine. You don't want us breaking traffic rules."

"You already did!" I snapped as tears blurred my vision. "Their lives are on the line. Please. I have seen enough and I don't want to see their death."

"Do you realize that I don't know where they are?"

That was true. My heart sank. I'd been too agitated that I didn't even think of their possible whereabouts. "So... what exactly are we going to do?"

"I don't know. I have sent out private investigators and detectives. The cops are also doing their jobs."

"So where are we driving too?" I asked. My heart sank deeper into my chest with every passing moment.

"Peter's."

"What?!" I exclaimed, eyes wide in fear. "No way. We are not goin