Chapter 71
- Elton:
- “What do you fucking mean that she is nowhere to be found? If she is fucking dead, then I want her body.” I said, snapping at Yandel. His eyes avoided mine and I growled, waiting for his response. “Check every playboy house, and every slave market. I want her to be fucking found, do you understand me?”
- “Yes, boss.” He said, and I watched as he walked out before looking down at the picture that was on my desk.