Asher’s Point of View
Beads of sweat formed on my forehead as James and I matched inside the basement, neither of us uttering a word. Our men had been sent all over the city to search for Asherly, while we came here to check all the CCTV footage around the house.
The shrill sound of my phone broke the silence, causing me to stop in my tracks. I slipped my hand into my pocket and yanked out my phone, an unknown number flashing on the screen.
My heart began racing, a chill of dread coursing through my spine. My finger pressed against the green button, and I lifted the phone to my ear.
“Asher Black…Your love is back… ” came a female voice. I recognized this voice; it sounded exactly like Scarlett’s, which meant one thing – could it be Scarlynn? Of course, it couldn't be; she is dead. Then
