82

JAXON

"What do we know about him now?" I demanded from Duncan, sauntering past him and heading into my study while he shut the door behind us.

I was trying to be discreet with work as much as I could. Peach insisted I had to properly heal before going back to work and it wouldn't be that much of a nice morning if she found out that I discarded her warnings of not setting a foot in the study and that was the reason I snuck out of bed before she could wake up.

But then, I would lose my mind if I continued prancing around the house without doing anything. I was a workaholic by default. It was only a matter of time before I went back to work. I just had to get her to see the reasons with me.

"We can't find him, boss." Duncan knew the repercussions of what he was saying and that was the reason he kept his voice really low. I halted in my tracks and spun around, tucking my hands into the pockets of my sweatpants and then, I shot him a scrutinizing gaze, watching him shift uncomfortably on