Gillian
I have never seen George this upset. Even when our parents died.
“George,” I put a hand on his arm, “You have to calm down. You won’t be any help to her if you don’t focus.”
That got his attention. “I’ve got Simms tracking the cellphone,” he growled, raking his hands through his hair. He’d been doing that so much that he now officially looked like the wolf-man. He was my brother, but even I was a little apprehensive of him in his current state. He was ready to snap.
“The team is on standby,” I assured him. “As soon as we know where...”
He swore and started to pace again. “How the hell did I let this happen? They literally grabbed her right under my nose! I should never have let her go into that bar by herself. I knew her father was a sleaze-bag. I knew somethi
