Chapter 105 Photo Evidence (Ii)
- Fargo rubbed his face in frustration. His jaw tightened. His fists clenched so hard. The anger inside him burned fiercely. He should have gone to see Kimberly yesterday, but damn it—Damian had been at the same hotel. That was what held him back. Not fear—he was simply waiting for the right moment.
- “Sir.” A servant hurried toward Fargo.
- “What is it?” Fargo shot the servant a cold look.