“No, sir, but there are men outside your room now, and the older Mr. Petrovov is under guard as well.”
“And what about Amy?” I wanted to scream, “Where is my damn wife?”
“There’s no sign of her after she entered the hospital. We have people checking the traffic cams, but sir—”
I didn’t like the way he said that last bit.
“There’s something you need to see at the apartment.”
My heart sank. “What is it?”
“A file.”
She had tried to hide it behind some couch cushion, but my eye had found it almost instantly. And with every page I flipped through, my heart sank even further. It was all here in black and white. The proof of what a fool I had been.
Amy had it, and she hadn’t told me. She hadn’t shown me, even though we had spent last night putting together a crib like a family. I could have been angry at her, but part of me knew the reason why. Amy knew I wouldn’t have believed her. That meant she would want more proof.
“Get Violet on the phone,” I snapped. “Now.”
I flipped another page, and there it was. Bank records, money being sent from Violet’s account to the nurse who had conveniently not turned up the day my grandfather’s care home had been shot up.
She had meant for my grandfather to die that day. But Violet had countered Amy. My beautiful, brave, and strong wife, the same sweet woman who had been telling me for ages that Violet was no good. Damn, everyone had told me, but I just hadn’t seen it.
“There’s nothing.”
I growled out a response that was unintelligible.
If Violet had done anything to Amy, I would skin her alive. ExceptI should have done that already. And now I was about to lose the one person who would always be there for me because I had been blinded by the past.
I flipped through the last few pages. Bank statements, photos of Violet with numerous men, receipts for fake pregnancy bumps, and coroner reports. Violet has been planning this for months.
Amy was the only thing standing in the way of her getting everything she had ever wanted. The power that came from my name, and when she had it? It didn’t take a genius to know what she wanted. The downfall of my family.
Violet had been playing me like a fiddle since the moment I met her. She had fashioned her whole being to be attractive to me. And like a fool, I had fallen for it every single time.
The last page was almost blank. But I recognized my grandfather’s scrawl at the bottom, just like I recognized the name and number.
“Sir?”
My head snapped up.
“Kristoff’s car was seen in the parking lot of the hospital.” The man in front of me took a deep breath. “I’ve checked and double-checked all the cameras. He didn’t leave the hospital grounds.”
My hand clenched around the last sheet of paper.
“I don’t think he took her off the premises. I found his car on a lower level.”
The paper in my hand scrunched up as I closed my fist around it.
I would destroy him. I would destroy them all.
If one hair was out of place on Amy’s head, I would burn the whole fucking city to the ground because suddenly something was clear to me.
I loved her.
Chapter Forty-Three
Amy
