Dante's POV

'The number you’re trying to reach is…'

I tossed my phone away from me on the table closing my eyes and rubbing them. Where did she go? Where was she?

The last I had seen her was at the court hearing and three days after that, nothing. Her line had been saying the same thing over as over for the past three days.

Alexander walked into my office just as I had decided what to do next. "You seem to be going off." He said as I picked up my coat and my car keys.

"Push all my appointments an hour upward. I'll be stepping out for an...