Carla slowly opened her swollen eyes to meet the tired eyes of Damien staring right at her. Closing her eyes with her hand over eyes, she sighed.
Anna was gone for real and she had cried herself to sleep.
“I quit." She said it without thinking, without regret and without fear. Damien could as well go to hell.
“We'll find her." His voice was calm.
Carla wanted to tell him to go to hell, she needed Rhys right now and not him. Rhys would probably have the right things to say and a better way to go about this.
“The police are on this and there is a search party going on around Portlag in search of…”
"Didn't you get the message yesterday?" She took her hands off her eyes but her glare was watered down.
“Sit back and not do anything about my daughter when I don't know what is f*****
