Alex's POV

No sooner had we arrived at the jet station than we left. I couldn't waste time, even to discuss the details with them until we were inside the jet.

“What's the rush?” The detective said.

“I got a call from a Miami police officer that my fiance is there and might be in trouble.”

“When did you get this call?” I was asked.

“Not up to thirty minutes ago.”

“How can you just move after such a call? Have you fact checked to make sure the person isn't lying to you? It might be a trap.” The detective said to me.

“I haven't seen my fiance for a...