Chapter 7: Missing

Missing

“Are you sure?” Hendrix's voice turned cold as his grip on the phone tightened.

“No, because I only had a glimpse of her face,” answered Giro.

His jaw hardened as his eyes turned sharp. He wanted to teleport and wring Giro's neck for saying he was not sure. He should be sure!

“Follow her. I'm on the way there,” he ordered.

He didn't wait for his response and quickly ended the call. Then, he immediately swerved the car going to the airport.

His chest suddenly pumping hard as he was reminded of her sudden call earlier. His eyes squinted. “What are you up to now?” he muttered.

Anger immediately raised inside him as he thought that Margaux was up to something. He remembered his mother always telling him all her schemes at home. Although he was skeptical about it, he couldn't help thinking bad about his wife at that moment.

As he accelerated the engine, he tried calling Margaux's number, but to no avail. It was out of reach. He couldn't help but curse and threw his phone on