"Oh god no no no." Michael paced up and down and still kept trying Brian's number, having someone tracking his whereabouts as well, while sweating profusely.
What was he thinking?
When did she meet the girl to be going to this extent?
So, he was the one who broke her out of prison?
Why did he act out of repulse? He just complicated everything, thinking he could help her that way.
Does it even make sense that he broke her out? How could he think of going that far for a woman?
With one hand, he scrolled through the comments flooding in on Brian's fan page and with another, he kept trying his cell.
Yet it wasn't going through.
He felt so frustrated. He looked down.
"Did you get his location?" He asked the man working on a laptop in the same room he could be seen in.
The man was in his late 30 with brownish gold hair, looking so serious as he tried his best.
