Chapter 9 Viii - Patrick

• My blood boiled with John's words, and as much as I wanted to stay there and punch that jerk in the face, I had to find her first. Sophie was freezing out there in the night, lost in an unfamiliar forest.
• "What was she wearing? I want to track her phone," I shouted as I climbed the stairs two steps at a time, pressing Chris's contact.
• "She was wearing a coat and a sweater, but she ended up taking them off. I managed to push the coat onto her before she ran away," I stopped in my tracks and took a deep breath, trying to regain some self-control as I imagined her undressing for him. "And boss, she doesn't have a phone."