Chapter 17

• Callum's POV
• My eyes blurred through the document in my hands. My mind has been hazy since last night. Alex didn't come home, nor did he return my call when I called back. Who fucking drops a bomb and doesn't press the button?
• Something was definitely off. Too odd. The Don's phone had been unreachable too. I tried twice this morning, and again after I got to the office. Voicemail. Not even his usual clipped message. Just silence.