137:  Still Keeping Silent, Old Man?

Jonas' POV

"If I get that bastard, it will be too soon!"

I marched out of the mansion. I had managed to wrestle out Fentris' home address from one of the guards on duty.

That bastard made me risk my neck to sneak into André's office and steal documents for him. He promised to give me information about Nicole and he hasn't even contacted me.

I was going to find him and strangle the information out of him.

I pushed past another pedestrian and continued to storm angrily down the street.

"10 Elite Avenue? Where is it?"

I growled as I looked at the paper the guard had given me and tried to find the number of Fentris's home.

That bastard better be at home, or else I was going to make life ten times worse for him.

“10 Elite Avenue? There it is!”

I scrunched the paper up, shoved it back into my pocket, and made a beeline for Fentris' home. Every atom in me was enraged, and I could already imagine sinking my fist into his old, ugly face.

I reached the door and began to knock furiously.

"Fen