Knox

My eyes scans the hall in search of Emma. Anger rises through my chest, I clench my jaw tight.

"Where the hell are you Emma?" I mutter through clench teeth.

The laughter, and slow music rising in the air increases my anger.

Waiters moves around the hall with trays in their hands, carrying drinks. A waiter gets close to me but I wave him off.

The music changed to a nice beat and couples crowd the dance floor, making it hard to scan the faces.

I whirl to the other direction to go in search of Emma when a voice stops me.

"Mr. Williams, it's so nice for you...