Madam Is Back

Malcolm stood in front of the ceiling to floor glass window that overlooked the city, legs astride and large hands crossed behind him. His aura was so icy nobody dared come close. It had been quite a while since Malcolm was this angry and this time, it was because of Michelle Byrne.

Another figure entered the room, stopping meters away from the lonesome figure by the window.

  “Sir.” The figure spoke in a low voice that could be mistaken for a growl.

  “Has she been found?” Malcolm asked, unmoving.

  “I’m sorry sir. Please give us some more time.”

Malcolm nodded repeatedly, holding on to his temper on a thinning thread. “Just make sure you find her.” As he spoke, his eyes caught the gold clock hanging low on the wall. It was past 8pm. Four hours since she stopped the car on their way home. When he had been told she and Bryan went to his parent’s, he had quickly left his offi