Brooke paced around the room in frustration then she slammed her fist down on the sleek, ebony desk, wishing that the desk was Lyse so that she could beat out her frustration.
A surge of frustration coursing through her veins. Lyse seemed to have just vanished without a trace.
Her father was also looking for her desperately but so far he he'd had no success but that did not affect Brooke in the least, all that was on her mind was the effort she had put into destroying Lyse.
She had hoped that her calculated plan to dismantle Lyse's life and to strip her of everything she held dear would drag her into the mud and have her coming on her knees, begging for mercy but that was not happening.
Instead it appeared that Lyse had thrown her phone away and hidden under a rock. There was no trace of her anywhere. Brooke had been so excited about blackmailing Lyse but what good was all that evidence of there was no Lyse to be blackmailed?