“Mark, check the satellites around my house the day Cammila disappeared.”
“Who is Cammila?”
Shane cursed under his breath. He heard smacking sounds, and he could imagine Mark's annoying expression while he was chewing gum in front of his giant computer screen.
“The woman I married. Check satellites quickly. Why would someone escape your supervision? That person is here now.”
"You sure?"
Shane growled as he clenched his fists on the table. He would have gladly punched Mark in the face if the computer expert had been right in front of him. Unfortunately, Mark was miles away from his house.
“With all my confidence, yes. I'm pretty sure that woman was spying on my house.”
“Okay, okay. I will check the satellite now.”
Waiting and being patient was not part of his nature. Shane hoped tha
