Chapter 186: Goose Chase

Damian I hit redial, hoping Charlotte would pick up this time, but again, it went straight to voicemail. At least it meant she hadn’t blocked me—maybe she was just playing a prank. I let out a sigh of relief, hoping she’d call back and explain that it was all just a joke. Still, I kept dialing, growing increasingly frantic. “Charlotte, where the hell are you?” I muttered under my breath as I quickened my pace toward my car. I needed to find her—now. By the time I reached the parking garage, I was already dialing George, my head of security. He answered on the first ring. “Mr. Benjamin?” “I need you to track Charlotte’s phone,” I said, bypassing any pleasantries. “She’s not answering, and something’s definitely wrong. I need to know where she is.” There was a brief pause. “Understood, sir. I’ll start the trace immediately.” I hung up and got into my car, gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. What on earth could she be doing? I was on the verge of losing