Bab 229: Chapter 229

Kian's P. O. V

I knew every inch of this estate, I had hidden everywhere and cleaned almost every corner of it, there was no hidden room I didn't know about.

Keegan might be the grandmaster mind behind the trafficking organization, but as far as the negotiations, meetings and record keeping went, Keegan wasn't the sort to bother himself with that.

"Seeing as she's the only one not around, I know I'm right. Keegan isn't going to risk her slipping out of his fingers." I thought aloud, and then kicked open the door to Irina Saint's room.

"She's not here." I noted marching towards the center of the room. My eyes darted from the clothes lying around the floor and bed, to her closet left open.

I looked into the open drawers and discovered some unused travel tickets, "Her passport's gone." I gasped, realizing just how far Irina was willing to run.