Prologue
"Where did she go?" he was furious, staring down at the brunette standing in front of him.
"Away from you." She stared back, not intimidated by a man who normally send groups of men cowering away from his fury. They might have cared about who he is, but to her, he was no one except the man who'd hurt her best friend.
"Damnit, tell me where she is or I'll kill you." His fury turned cold in his deadly calm tone and there might have been a moment when his threat might have been real.
"I don't know where she is, and even if I did, you would be the last person on Earth I would tell." She despises this man, not only because she knows he could very well kill her and not even be questioned by the police. But that she was telling the truth. She had no idea where she is, she knows that she's gone, gone as in out of the country, for sure. But she won't even tell her where she's going, saying it would be better if she doesn't know. She had only been able to make her promise to tell her after she'd settled and send cards to let her know that she's okay.
"You're lying. You know where she is."
"I'm not lying. And that is exactly why I despise you. You drove her OUT, YOU BASTARD. You pushed and pushed her and now she's gone. Are you happy now?"
"She won't leave me, where can she go?!"
"You make me sick. She's not a mindless little girl! She's smart and independent. What, you think she's one of those little whores you have around that can't survive unless they lean on you? The only stupid thing she did in her life is to let you in her life. Now GET OUT!" She pushed him across the threshold of her apartment and slammed the door in his face.
"I'll find her. I always find her."
