Chapter 13

• It had been months since that night with Lucy, and the frustration of not being able to find her had taken its toll. Jason was a man who was used to getting what he wanted. His wealth and connections had always been enough to find his way through the complexities of life, smoothing over obstacles and providing solutions to problems most people would find insurmountable. But this—this was different.
• He had reached out to one of the best private investigators in the city, a man who had a reputation for finding anyone, anywhere. It had been a last resort after scouring social media and visiting the club countless times, hoping to run into Lucy. But nothing had worked. Desperation had driven him to spend a small fortune on the investigation, confident that money could solve this problem, too.
• But now, as Jason glanced at the clock, the sinking feeling in his stomach grew stronger. He had been waiting all morning for the call, the one that would bring him the answers he was desperate for. And when his phone finally buzzed, his heart skipped a beat.