Damien’s POV
My phone rang very early in the morning, cutting through the silence of my penthouse. I was still half asleep, and the sound made me angry. I reached for the phone with a frown, ready to shout at whoever was calling so early. But when I saw the name on the screen, my mood changed instantly.
It was Lucas, my private investigator.
He was the best I had ever worked with. For the past three years, he had handled many important and delicate tasks for me. He was quiet, fast, and always got results. That was why I trusted him with finding Elara. I knew if anyone could locate her, it would be him.
I answered the call quickly. “Tell me you have good news.”
“I found her, sir,” Lucas said in his usual calm voice. “She’s staying at a cheap motel on the east side of town, near that sm
