Rahul's POV
For fuck's sake! Why the hell isn't this tracker working?!
I grumbled for the hundredth time, frustrated with not being able to track them.
Did the tracker get lost? Are they being held, hostage?!
My mind was fucking with me and I could feel the vessels near my temples throbbing. I felt like shattering the windows of my car. Rage and restlessness were getting the best out of me. And when I thought it couldn't get any worse, my mobile started ringing.
I fucking swear if this was another bastard inquiring me to apply for credit card services, I was going to trample the entire firms in this town!
But much to my relief, it was from Reece. My car came to a stop with a screech.
