August's POV

The driver and the bodyguards looked at me in alarm, but I didn't care.

How had people with this kind of training managed to lose Isabelle?

John walked into my office a moment later.

"How did this happen? How do you hire a bunch of incompetent idiots to protect my wife?" I exploded.

"I'm sorry, but we have to consider that she intended to get away," John replied, keeping his composure. "Your wife ran off, got on a bus, and turned off her phone."

"And it's your job to mak