Charles swallowed hard, his nervousness growing as he glanced over the street. A part of him felt like someone was watching, but he quickly pushed the thought aside. There was no need to be paranoid.
"No one else would take Kendall. It has to be James," Charles muttered to himself, his frustration evident. "He's the only one responsible for this,"
In determination, Charles resumed walking, "I'm going to find Kendall, and make sure his ass is thrown into jail,"
Striding with quick steps, Charles continued following James everywhere he went, not until James went home.
*
James drove into his driveway, exhaustion getting the better of him with every move the car made. He let out a deep breath as he turned off the ignition.
He leaned on the steering wheel, and his heart ached with gui
