Irwin's car parked at the mansion, and Morgan lowered his gaze the moment he stepped out. He shut the door aggressively, staring at Morgan and Grace left to stay with her.
"What happened?" He asked quietly. Morgan raised his head to speak. Irwin's fisted hand flew up and connected with Morgan's hard cheekbone with so much force causing his hands to ache.
Morgan fell to the floor, while Irwin shaked his hands in the air, breathing heavily.
"Find her," he said, softly yet spitefully. A huge silence followed after his sentence, everyone in the room was all tense to speak. "Robert, I need her location,"
"Sir," Morgan stuttered, getting up from the floor slowly, "She left her things, her purse behind."
"Damnit," Irwin growled. He glanced around one person was missing from the room. "Where's Magnus?"
"Sir, it's his day off," Robert whispered.
His brows pressed. "Did anyone fucking check the restaurant CCTV?"
