Page 203 of The Heart You Kept

“Find. Her.” I hang up as adrenaline screams through my bloodstream and I turn back to the eight eyes watching me. “Get out.”

They exchange glances and stand.

“Now,” I growl.

They scamper from the room like rats.

I call Philippe back. “Yes, boss.”

“Did you find her?”

“No.”

“What the hell are you idiots doing?” I scream. “You have one fucking job.”

“She’s purposely tried to lose us.”

“And she succeeded,” I fume. “Do not let her get on a fucking plane. Do you hear me?”

“If she’s already through customs then it’s too late, we can’t get through.”

“Buy a fucking plane ticket to get through.”

“Yes, sir.”

I pace back and forth. If she gets on a plane to god knows where…without protection…if something happens to her…if….

I dial her number as my blood boils. Ring, ring.

“Hello,” she answers.

“Where the fuck are you?” I yell.

“That’s none of your business.”

“Alora, I’m warning you. Do not dare get on a fucking plane.”

“I’ll do whatever I like.”

“Stop being so childish, have you forgotten someone is stalking you? It is not safe to travel alone at the moment.”

“Give me a break.”

“Why are you purposely trying to piss me off?” I scream.

“What?” she scoffs. “Are you for real?”

“Get your ass back to Nice. Right. Fucking. Now.”

“Swear at me again and I’m blocking your number.”

Veins are pulsing in my temples; the sky is a red shade of fury. “Stop being irresponsible, I want you safe.”

“And I want to forget I ever met you. So leave me alone. You’ve made it abundantly clear that I’m too much for you. So go find less.”

“Don’t you fucking dare threaten me. You will take a guard with you.”

“Stop trying to control me with your money, Edward, my love isn’t for sale. Stay the hell away from me. I never want to see you again.”