#Chapter 59 Navigating the Storm

~Alexander~ Of course she was in the middle of the goddamned ocean. Christopher must have lost his mind, thinking he could get away from me. There was nowhere Grace could go that I couldn’t find. I had to pull a few extra strings in order to find out exactly where she was, but it all came around in the end. I knew it would. When I caught up to Christopher, I really would kill him. He had pushed things too far, and there was no reason to give him mercy this time. I’m sure even Grace could agree with that. I arrived at a dock, entering into a fisherman’s area. I knew commercial boats wouldn’t take a single passenger, nor would they be fast enough. I needed something small and light, a one-way ticket to Grace. Old, dirty men turned their heads toward me as I stepped onto the dock. It shifted under my weight. I scrunched my nose. It smelled like fish. I’m sure I stood out to these laborers, dressed in a leather jacket and a button-up shirt. I didn’t look like