Harry spent the entire night searching for Mia. He checked the apartment jenny told him about, nearby hotels, even the cafe. By morning, he stumbled back into the mansion exhausted, his clothes rumpled and dark circles under his eyes.

"Any luck, sir?" Phillip, asked as he took Harry's jacket.

"Nothing," Harry mumbled, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "It's like she vanished into thin air."

"Perhaps some breakfast would help, sir? You haven't eaten since yesterday."

Harry shook ...