Gone

Ares paced in Miklos office furiously as he stared at his friend and his wife. “What the fuck do you mean there is no surveillance?”

“Nothing, Ares,” Dimitra said softly. “The entire block is wiped out from the moment Magda’s car passed the stop sign at the corner with her driver behind the wheel. No traffic cameras, no local store cameras, no CCTV of any kind in the immediate vicinity of the gym. Whoever took her from the gym after taking out your security agent who was waiting in Mags car for her must have a lot of money backing them and is good with technology.”

“Fuck!” he kicked a chair and it bounced across the room. His security agent was in a coma following a significant strike to the head. He couldn’t speak or talk about what happened. When they’d questioned Magda’s personal trainer, he’d told them she had been at the gym, had gotten into an argument with one of the othe