Chapter 37
POV: Damian
I knew Ethan had left something behind.
I just didn't know what.
My phone buzzed before breakfast.
It was him.
"Morning."
"You found it yet?"
"Found what?"
"My card holder."
I closed my eyes.
"No."
A long silence followed.
"I think I dropped it at Brookside."
My heart sank.
"Are you serious?"
"I noticed when I got home."
"Tell me your business cards weren't inside."
"...They were."
I pinched the bridge of my nose.
"Please tell me you didn't keep mine in there."
Another pause.
"I forgot to take them out."
"Fantastic."
"I said I was sorry."
"I'll call you back."
I ended the call and hurried downstairs.
The lobby was empty.
Good.
Maybe nobody had seen it.
I checked behind the reception desk.
Nothing.
Under the chairs.
Nothing.
Beside th
