*Chapter 8: _Chains*_
*Damien’s POV*
Inside my car, rain hammered the roof like a warning.
I hit redial. “Hey Josh, what’s up? Saw your missed calls.”
“Mrs. Cole called,” Josh said. His voice was shaking. Actually shaking.
_What?_ My grip tightened on the wheel. “My mom?”
I screamed it. Loud enough that the driver next to me glanced over.
I yanked the car to the curb and ripped my seatbelt off. My chest was caving in. “What did she say?”
“She just… asked about you. We talked business, then she asked when you last saw Isabella. I didn’t answer.” Josh swallowed. I could hear it. “Then she said she was in my area. Asked for my address.”
My heart was a pestle in a mortar. Pounding. Pulverizing. I knew where this was going.
“I sent it,” Josh continued. “Fifteen minutes later, sh
