Chapter 74

David Beckham was worried-sick and restless. He kept panting and walking about in his sitting room and taking a long pull at the bottle of Whiskey in his hands. His face was red and his eyes dark as a result of fear and dread.

His phone was on the large leather chair behind him, and he kept looking at the screen for the possibility of a call or text.

The reason for his uneasiness and restlessness was as a result of the fact that he had called Catherine and was talking to her when the line suddenly went cut. He would have thought for a moment that Catherine had purposely and angrily hung-up on him if he hadn't heard some strange noises in the background. He called her back a thousand times but the line was going straight to voicemail. And from the five-hundredth time he called her, it was switched-off.

David crashed to the chair behind him, almost sitting on his phone in the process. He had hurriedly drove to North Hollywood and to the Estate with two bodyguards to check if Catheri