#Chapter28

Maximillion's Point of View

I thought he needed more time, it's been days since Miles has been to work. I've been going mad without him. Phone calls, messages, even visits to both his apartment and his father's house. I thought after lunch and that conversation, we would've skipped the childish behavior and moved past that. When his friends didn't know where he disappeared to, I knew something was wrong. After work, I had Aleksandr drive me back to one of the Mob hotspots, the empty restaurants we own and track his phone.

"We got nothing, Don. His phone seems to be shut off or dead." Fucking hell. Where could...