Chapter 267: Moon
It's 3 in the morning, fourteen hours since Fernandez took Madison. I can't sleep, but I can probably drum up the energy to knock Alex on his ass. He's silently pacing the living room while I stare at my phone. Dax and his crew are on the streets hitting bars to test the wind and see if any information is floating around about someone wanting girls and those girls never returning. I should have thought of searching the prostitute route for Fernandez before Madison went missing. I snap my mind closed on the thought. Blaming myself won't help find my wife.
"Let's go for a drive," I tell Alex. I can't sit still either. Usually I would be charging full steam ahead knowing the likelihood of someone kidnapped and returning alive was extremely low. The plan would be pure vengeance-find and destroy. But this is Madison and I cannot allow my mind to think that way or I'll fall down a hole where I can't return from. I'm living in a void where darkness fills every square inch.