CHAPTER 120

CHRISTIAN

I watched my wife go paler than a ghost, sheet white, and I knew I’d completely fucked things up this time. I reached out to her, not knowing what I was even going to say or do, but she recoiled away from me like you would a viper. And I guess in a way, that was exactly what I was. She stared wide eyed, almost like she was looking right through me.

“Hazel, let me explain..”

I was cut off by the shrill sound of my phone ringing and I practically raced to get it. Hazel seemed to notice the urgency too, because she inched closer to me. It was one of my men calling. I clicked on “answer” and placed the phone against my ear, listening to what he was saying. I moved closer to my desk and my computer as he spoke and Hazel followed after me.

“Who was that? What did they say? Have they found her?”

“They found footage from the recordings of some of one of the women at the park that day.”

“Huh? How is that even possible?” She asked.

I looked at her for a second as I opened my computer