Chapter thirty
Henry
I'm fuming! I am serious! I crush the paper in my hand and look at Beatrice.
She has been sobbing about her daughter's whereabouts.
I've been so f****d! Bride disappears the second day after marriage! What the f**k was that supposed to mean!
Who the heck was Hatti trying to meet that day. Maybe she would have told me that day if I had asked. Then she wouldn't have been kidn*pped.
I don't believe all this happening to me.
Even my father thinks it's my fault. And I'm supposed to find out before he loses his temper and then what?
I'm supposed to find a missing person? Am I the police?
"Didn't she call you or something?" One of the police asks. It's the second day and Hattie is still nowhere to be found.
Beatrice nods briefly, "Please, help me find my daughter,"
