A Divorce He Regrets

Chapter 258:

His lips thinned. “You expect me to believe that? Faith Graham is still missing, and you three are sitting here like nothing’s going on.”

I exhaled through my nose, losing patience. “We’re doing what we can.”

He snorted. “Is that so?” His eyes flicked to Raina. “Then maybe she won’t mind answering a few questions.”

I straightened immediately, the chair scraping the floor as I got to my feet. “Absolutely not.”

The detective’s eyebrow arched. “Why not?”

“Because she wasn’t even around when everything happened,” I bit out. “She doesn’t know anything.”

He folded his arms across his chest, eyes narrowing slightly. “You sound awfully defensive. Got something you’re hiding, Sullivan?”

I stepped closer, holding his gaze. “No. I just have common sense. Something you seem to be lacking.”

His jaw tightened, and for a moment, I thought he might push the issue further. But after a long, tense pause, he exhaled sharply and shook his head.

“Fine,” he grunted. “But don’t think I won’t be back.”

With that, he spun on his heel and walked out, the door slamming shut behind him.

Dominic chuckled low in his chest. “You really have a way with people, don’t you?”

I ignored him and sat back down, rubbing a hand over my jaw. That detective was wasting time questioning us instead of actually doing his damn job.

I barely had a moment to gather my thoughts before Dominic’s phone began to ring. He pulled it from his pocket, checking the screen. His face clouded in an instant.

Nathan.

I braced myself as he answered, switching it to speaker.

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“What’s taking so long?” Nathan’s voice came over, smooth and authoritative, with an edge of annoyance. “I don’t like being kept waiting. I thought I’d made myself pretty clear—I want what’s mine back.”noveldrama

Before either Dominic or I could answer, Raina snatched the phone from his hand, her fingers closing over it like a vice, her knuckles white. “Don’t you dare hurt her,” she demanded, her voice shaking. “If you lay a hand on Faith—”

Nathan chuckled darkly. “I forgot how much I missed that fire in your voice,” he mused. “It’s been too long, princess.”

Raina’s eyes blazed with fury. “Let me talk to her. Now.”

Silence.

“Nathan!” she yelled, her voice raw with desperation.

The call cut off.

She stared at the phone in disbelief, her breathing uneven. Then, before I could stop her, she bolted for the door.

“Raina!” I shoved back my chair, nearly knocking it over as I lunged after her.

She flung the door open and ran outside, barefoot.

“Fucking hell!” I hissed as I took off after her, Dominic right behind me. “Raina, stop!” I yelled. She didn’t. She ran straight for the road, her gait frantic, her breathing coming in short gasps.

I picked up my pace, closing the distance between us. Just as she reached the street, a set of headlights cut through the darkness, the engine revving as a car hurtled toward her.

Shit.

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