Chapter 43
- Nathan’s POV
- I slammed my office door shut, frustration boiling in my veins. I couldn’t focus. Not after Ivan just walked out, claiming he never saw Claire and Lucas. Something was wrong. Very wrong.
- I leaned back against my desk, running my hands through my hair. Where the hell was Claire? I tried calling her again—straight to voicemail. My fingers were trembling as I dialed the next number.