AIDEN'S POV
"I think your mom should be at the Renders supermarket. She mentioned something about it this evening." My father finally spoke after the failure to reach my mother's line.
"Why didn't you think of that sooner?" I asked him, trying to keep my tone even.
"I forgot," he admitted, and I headed for the door.
"Where are you off to?" he called after me, but I didn't answer.
"Just don't do anything rash. Be careful," he warned, but I paid him no attention.
I met two bodyguards downstairs. "Come with me," I instructed, and they followed silently. We arrived at Renders supermarket in fifteen minutes, where we noticed a commotion. "Is that a car flipped over?" one bodyguard wondered aloud.
"We should check it out," suggested the other.
"Agreed. Let's go," I said
