Chapter Nineteen
Sexy Secretary
~Ethan~
I sipped on my coffee, going over the e-documents Cole had sent over so far. They were reports on what had been done so far, and there were still no signs of Griselda. On one part, I wanted to forget the whole ordeal and consider my wife safe, but danger alarms were going off in the back of my head.
Everything about all this just felt off. Especially, since neither my efforts and those of Ethan combined were proving to be fruitless. The police station had still remained liplocked, and there was nothing I could do. I put my phone back down, resisting the urge to flinging at the wall with all my strength.
I hated feeling helpless. Even with all the power I had gained over the years, it wasn't enough yet, and the reminder was a kick to the gut. It wasn't enough. It wasn't enough. . . Even after all these years of hardwork and sacrifice.