PHILIPS "What do you mean the boy is gone? How can you say that?! Who took him?!" I grabbed one of the men I had kept to be in charge of Catherine's son and landed him a slap.

He staggered back from the force of it. "I-I'm s-sorry, Mr. Pillax."

"You're stupid! Do I pay you to be sorry, you incompetent fool?!" I raged.

Fuck! What would I tell the mother? I had promised nothing would happen to him.

Also, that boy was the only tool to use against Catherine to work for me.

I glared daggers at ...