CLARK POV
"Alex!! He's not here!" I yelled furiously.
"Sir, I’m sorry. But all I know is he has an old house in Boston and a private beach house in New Jersey." He explained, looking so afraid.
"Then why didn't you f*****g say it earlier!? Send 20 men to that location. Now!!" I bellowed in anger.
As soon as Tristan called me, I never stopped looking for her. My members and I went to every place Tristan would be, but that fucker really knows how to hide.
"Yes sir, I'm sor.." He was about to apologize but suddenly my phone rang and, without looking at who it was from, I quickly accepted the call and held my hands up in front of Alex to stop him from speaking.
"Sir, we found Grey", Red said on the phone. My jaw clenched and with a balled fist, my eyes darken from the anger I’m feeling r
