Chapter 0302

Rowan.

“You’ve got to give me something, Reaper… Anything at this point, honestly.” My voice was strained, and I was doing all I could to prevent myself from lashing out.

It was frustrating as hell that we still don’t know who the fuck was behind Ava’s attack. It was fucking with my head that whoever hurt her was still out there. Was still walking scot–free, as if the bastard hadn’t hurt the woman I love.

Every day I leave the house or Ava leaves our home, worry fills me. I can’t help the questions that flood and attack my mind. What if someone hurts her when she’s home? What if someone attacks her when she’s out in the streets?

I know I have hired the best bodyguards, and Reaper has his men watching over her too, but I still can’t help the worst scenarios that keep flooding my mind day in and day out.

“You’re not the only one frustrated by the whole damn situation.” Reaper snaps back, his restlessness very clear in his voice. “But I’ve tried everything to find this guy, and nada. Absolutely nothing. I couldn’t even find the damn car they used.”

of his mouth. I would

impossible? How is there no record or evidence of the car?” I ask. “Unless the bastards torched it after us.”

the only thing that made sense, worked close together, but there hasn’t been anything. Nothing to point us in the right direction. My men can’t find a damn thing, and neither can his men. The police are also useless in this

I thought, too.”

not one to be unnerved, but Reaper does unnerve me. There was just something about the fucker that was devious and sinister. If it weren’t for the fact that I needed his help in keeping Ava safe, I wouldn’t be associated with him in the first place “So what will we do now?” he asks after

I’ve been asking myself a

up. Once that happens, we’ll be

Ava. Every minute and every hour, she’s all I can think about. I’m not

the way, I need a favor.” Reaper rips me from my musings, bringing me

forward in my chair, I clutch my phone tightly, curious about what Reaper would

this. We both would never ask each other for help unless it was

“With what?”

address,” he states in a

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255