100. "Time!"

Dario’s POV

I peered at the screen in front of me one more time, placing my eyes back on Jonas. The surveillance room which was once occupied with Mrs mayfield and the receptionist who had come to see how things were going was once again left with just the both of us.

Jonas appeared fed up, his eyes displayed tiredness but he managed to mask it up immediately he heard me speak.

“What did the men say about the taxi?”

“They’re still working on it.” I tried not to groan putting my eyes back on the screen which I had rewatched minute after minute; hour after hour. I was growing impatient, I was also growing tired of hearing the same thing over and over again. It was been hours since I had told Jonas to send out the information about the vehicle to the other men to track it down yet, there had been no info, not even a clue that would get out of this security room.

With a scowl I rested, my hands on my face. The sound of cars driving by collided with my ears. It was surprisingly soothi