Chapter 3

Ethan spent the whole night sitting alone in the bare, rented apartment.

It wasn't until the morning sun flooded the room and his phone started ringing like crazy that he was finally pulled out of his numb state.

It was his assistant calling. "Mr. Ford, where are you? The company's a mess. The media is blowing up about yesterday's wedding fiasco, and Ms. Lane tried to kill herself in the hospital."

Ethan's eyes were empty, his voice hoarse, like he'd been chewing on gravel. "What about Grace? Did you find any record of her leaving the country?"

He refused to…