Chapter 43

NATHAN Two fucking days I’ve been scouring this city looking for this prick. Like I have nothing better to do with my time. I’ve barely eaten or slept since I got back from Chicago and Mel hit me with her little revelation, and work has been put on the backburner. My secretary is dealing with what she can in my absence, but I need to get back to the office as soon as possible. It’s the only place where everything still makes sense to me. A place where I can have ice in my veins instead of the fire that’s currently burning through them. Once I’ve dealt with this sack of shit, my life might get back to some semblance of normalcy. Bryce Edison throws back his head and laughs at the blond sitting beside him. She flutters her eyelashes, pretending to hang onto his every word. And I have to assume she’s only pretending because he talks nothing but shit. The fact that he’s evaded me for almost forty-eight hours means Mel must have told him I was onto his fucked-up scheme. Which is only furthe