Chapter 57

***ZANE'S POV***

I was restless for two fucking weeks and had just received a call that London had been found.

I had the money ready with me, but a small police group from New York went with us. It would've been easy if I had searched her former home before, I was so hungover that I forgot London could make it back to New York and wanted to start afresh.

Two men ran out of the building from the gunshots we made towards the building. Of course, every one of my men is scared of hurting London with a stray bullet.

As we rushed to the building, I saw a door slightly open and guessed the men were from there, as I hit the door with my leg breaking it, I heard the littlest, gentlest ones that were the most horrible.

She will want to frustrate you to the very end, but that isn't the sight that catches me first.

There was a woman on the floor. I take that back real quick. That woman was mine. London was on the floor and as I glanced at her, she looked dead.

I rush out