Leonardo’s POV:
I sped down the highway in my car, talking furiously into my phone. "What do you mean you don't know where he is?"
I was trying my best to keep my composure, but that never was one of my strong suits. I'd been talking to this i***t on the phone for barely five minutes, and already he was in jeopardy of losing his head.
"We've searched everywhere, sir. He doesn't want to be found." The male voice on the other end of the line was calm and collected, but I sensed the fear behind his words.
"Then you look harder. You find his inner circle. You invade it. You become a part of it. It's not that difficult." I gripped the steering wheel harder as I tried to keep my temper under control. "I'm done talking with you. Where's Nate? Put him on the phone."
I heard the phone shufflin
