Noah's POV:
Angry was not the right word to use for what I was feeling right now. I was furious, fuming, enraged, and all I could think about was finding Asher and beating two shades of s**t out of him. Storming out of Georgia's room, I heard her call my name, but my mind was too focused on what I was planning to do when I found him, and I left the flat, slamming the door angrily behind me. One thing I did do though was lock the door behind me. I wanted to keep Georgia safe and if she was being targeted, even watched, they'd know she was home alone right now. It would be stupid of me not to lock it. Wanting to get this over quickly so I could get back to check on Georgia, I ran through the street, peering into all the shops as I ran past. My phone continuously rang in my pocket, but I ref
