{KILLIAN}
|t was one hell of a long drive back to my home, and the moment I walked through the door, I beelined straight for my office.
Leaving Chiara like that killed me. Having to walk away from her as she silently cried was the most horrendous torture I have ever endured, and that's saying a lot considering the hell l've suffered through at the hands of my enemies. But I'd endure it all again if it meant I could change things and hold on to her for the rest of time.
Dropping into my office chair, I power on my computer as I drum my fingers against the desk. Impatience tears at me, and while I feel l helpless and broken, she's given me something to focus on, a task that could hopefully give me some kind of answers.
I don't know what she hopes I'm going to find here, but if she thinks it's important enough to mention it, then I owe it to her to dig as deeply as I can into my surveillance footage.
