Chapter Forty-Four

Damien's POV

It had been a full day since I had last talked to Lauren and she had asked for a divorce. The men that I had gathered to track where the call had been made from were barely doing anything but typing away at computers and telling me that they were getting closer.

“What’s the update? Have you managed to track her yet?” I asked them, losing count of just how many times I had asked that question.

“It’s only difficult right now because we have been picking signals from different cell phone towers. We’re trying to narrow it down,” they replied.

Yes, Lauren had told me that she wanted a divorce, even when I told her to give me a sign to show if she was with the kidnappers or not, but it was still hard for me to come to terms with it. I had a bad feeling about everything.

“Mr. Goldberg?” one of the agents walked into the office with a flat, brown envelope. “This came in for you.”

I took the envelope and opened it as patiently as my hands would l