“Where is she?” Kade demanded as he barged into Jacob’s study an hour later.
He was fuming and ready to bust open some heads with his hands. It didn’t help that he had been delayed by the police, who asked repetitive questions over and over again. A frustrating exercise since he had known nothing about the attack and what he knew that might be related, he had no desire to share with law enforcement. No, he was going to deal with this on his own. And dealing with it meant getting answers out of Jacob. Even if he had to beat it out of the arrogant man.
The study was quiet. Seated behind his desk, Jacob was slumped in his executive leather chair, his right hand gripping an empty tumbler. Kade paused and took in the scene that was so out of character for this man.
Something was definitely
