Dave pov

Damn fool! I should have known Temper was fucking pulling my legs when he promised to text Mark's address.Oh, no. I was a fool for trusting someone like him. If he could betray his political acquaintances, who then am I?

I glanced at my phone repeatedly, hoping to see a notification of the address, but unfortunately, I found nothing.

Now I'm stuck between the devil and the deep blue sea. A part of me wants me wants to escape, while another voice propelled me to stay optimistic.

The thought of Temper wiping my family away from the surface of the earth reversed my decision.

I won't forgive myself if anything bad happens to them due to my negligence.

I reached out to Temper over the phone, but he wasn't responding. A thousand times I called him, but he ignored my calls, How will I accomplish this without the aid of the address? This must be the most difficult moment of my life where I get to rack my head for a lasting solution.

I gestured to an isolated area to cool off and elude the sc