ALEXANDER’S POV
The ceramic shattered like glass against the wall, fragments skidding across the floor as hot coffee splattered down the paint. I barely felt the burn on my hand from the heat or the sting of the shards that nicked my palm.
I was too pissed to care.
“He what?” I growled, staring down the guy on the phone.
“He took the back exit from the office,” the new tail stammered. “We saw him leave, hopped in a cab. We followed it but… we lost him. He ducked into a crowd. Looked like some kind of celebration. Pride weekend or something.”
I clenched my jaw so hard it hurt.
“Where exactly did you lose him?”
He rattled off the intersection.
I hung up and immediately pulled it up on my phone. The satellite map didn’t help much. That area was a maze. Dozens of little neighbo
