Bold
I throw another glass against the wall, sick to my stomach. Married?! Jaylene is fu.cking married?! How the f***k did this happen without me knowing?! I pull my phone out and dial a number I know by heart. Something isn’t right about this, and I’m going to find out what it is. “What can I do for you?” “I want you to look into Jaylene. She’s supposedly married, but I don’t buy it. I want all the information on her, and I want it NOW!” I disconnect the call without waiting for a response. When he finds something, he’ll contact me. I can’t sit and wait; my mind is spinning with too many thoughts. I quickly stand and move out of my office. I need to find her and talk to her. I send a text, looking for her location. By the time I get to my car, I have a response. I let the driver know where I
- Yazar
