Married To My Ex's Brother, Reborn Miraculously

Augustine stiffened in his place, storm rising behind his eyes. "What? How the hell did that happen?"

"She fought with her inmates in jail last night. She got injured and was rushed to the hospital. Early this morning, she stabbed a nurse, stole her uniform, and fled. No one noticed until it was too late."

Augustine slammed his fist down on the desk, making the items on it jump. Veins twitched along his temples. "Damn it."

"The police are looking for her everywhere," Gustave added quickly. "She won’t stay hidden for long."

But that didn’t ease the tension curling in Augustine’s gut. He had seen the unhinged look in Megan’s eyes. Her hatred for Anne ran deep, and she had already tried to take her life once. Augustine feared she would come after Anne again, and this time, she might succeed.

He shot to his feet. "Send someone else to the site. I need to find Anne."

Before Gustave could say another word, Augustine was already halfway to the door. He stormed out of the office and strode down the corridor, pulling out his phone. As he headed toward the elevator, he punched in Sam’s number.

After a few rings, Sam answered. "Hello?"

"Where are you? Where is Anne?"

Sam straightened instantly, catching the urgency. "She wanted to stop by her old house," he said. "She picked up a few things for Paule and Patricia. So..."

"Bring her home right away," Augustine cut in sharply.

"Huh?" Sam paused, confused.