Tying loose ends
Lucas packed his bags feverishly. There was not a second more to be wasted. That bitch Chloe was somewhere right now with a man, doing unthinkable things with him, as she had been doing for the past eight months, three weeks, and two days. Yes, he had been keeping count and each day that passed was pure torture to him, but the time had come for him to have his vengeance. He still did not know where she was or how on earth he was going to begin to find her in San Diego, but he would find her if that was the last thing he did, and she had better pray that he found her fast. As it was, he was going to use his life savings to look for her, and heaven help him, he would pour out his frustration on her when he finally met her.