Evans’s POV
I was still upset. Every cell in my body was urging me to kill. The extent to which I wanted to kill the man who laid his hand on Roxie was beyond me.
The rain didn’t stop. The sound of each droplet echoed in the car as we drove off to my condo.
“Sir, should we turn to the main house?” Alec asked.
“No, to my condo as suggested.” I probably sounded harsh, but I wasn’t in the mood.
I glanced at Roxie, who was still unconscious. Her bruised face angered me the most.
I gently touched her face, scared I might hurt her. Her eyes were still closed, her cheeks all bruised up from the heavy hit she received.
“Damn it. Who did this?” I clenched my fist in anger.
Alec was staring back at me through the mirror. “Boss, we have them at the safe house. I will question them and make su
