Chapter 470
Thomas's POV
My boots struck the floor with a heavy, deliberate thud as I made my way toward the bathroom. Turning the metallic handle of the tap, I let a torrent of ice-cold water burst forth, plunging my head and torso directly under the freezing stream. The sharp chill bit into my skin, washing away the foul stench of alcohol and forcing my lingering haze to dissolve. I dressed in frantic haste, burying the crushing weight in my chest beneath a sharply tailored suit jacket. Snatching my car keys off the table, I stepped out with a rigid, unyielding stride I hadn't summoned in years.
I pulled out my phone, dialing Robert's number. It rang out to the end. I hit redial, resting the phone against my ear as my heart hammered against my ribs, but the screen flickered black once more without an answer.
