Thorn’s POV:
I found Jonathon an hour later at his club. I watched him sitting alone, reading a paper, there were bags under his eyes and they had a slight black tinge to them. He wanted to appear as if he had no care in the world, but I noticed his hands had a slight tremor, he was scared of something and he was worried. I hurriedly approached him
“Johnathon I am so glad you are here, I need your help”
Johnathon looked at me “I need your help as well, as well as some information”
“Let me start” I sat down in front of him “My fiancé has been kidnapped, by Emily and her father, would you perhaps now the whereabouts of their town house”
“My God Thorn, the audacity of those people. Let me write their address for you.” He wrote down something on a piece of paper and handed it to
