Elion's grip on the steering wheel was tight, his knuckles pale as his fingers dug into the smooth leather. He clenched his jaw, and his face set in a mask of simmering rage. The calm he usually carried was gone, replaced by an anger that bubbled just below the surface. The car roared as he pressed the gas pedal to the floor, speeding through the dimly lit streets. The city lights flashed past like streaks of fire, matching the intensity of his burning anger.
The red traffic light ahead forced him to stop. Elion let out a sharp breath, his chest rising and falling, but the tension didn't leave him. His phone buzzed, the sound slicing through the tense silence of the car. With a quick swipe, he connected the call through the car's bluetooth. "I'm on my way."
The person on the other end sounded calm, though the urgency slipped through. "We found him," Kade informed him.
