Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 132

Natalia’s heart thundered against her chest as she flung open the car door and bolted.

But no sooner had her feet hit the pavement than a gang of thugs gave chase.

Their leader, a scar slashing across his face, was particularly menacing.

In a flurry of panic, Natalia dialed 911.

To her dread, the line was busy; her call was stuck in a queue.

A pulse throbbed at her temple. Disconnecting the call, she dialed Hamilton’s number, only to be met with the chilling tone of a dead line.

Her fingers clenched, a wave of despair washing over her. Without hesitation, she hit the speed dial for Alden.

Thankfully, this time, the call connected swiftly.

“Ms. Jenkins, what’s up so early?” Alden’s voice came through, calm and collected.

“Alden, help me, outside Benevolent Care Hospital, please, help…”

Before she could finish, a rough hand snatched her hair from behind.

“Dammit, you bitch! Quite the runner, huh?” The voice sneered, followed by a stinging slap across Natalia’s face. “I’d like to see you run now. Go on!”

Her ears rang from the blow, but she tried to maintain a composed facade. “I’ve already called the cops; they’re on their way. Just let me go, and I won’t press charges!”

Instead, she was dragged mercilessly toward a van parked by the curb.

Natalia clung to the door, refusing to be shoved inside.

“Break her grip!” came the command.

To her horror, the man waiting inside the van was Orpheus.

“What do you want?” she demanded, her voice shaking despite her efforts to sound steady. “Orpheus, I’ve done nothing to you!”

He chuckled darkly. “Maybe you haven’t, but your man sure has. Tie her up and gag her. We’ll send Hamilton a nice little photo.”

her voice quiver. “You think you can leverage me to get to Hamilton? It’s pointless,

away and dragging her into the

“Drive.”

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as they left Benevolent

okay? If not, we can call in specialists

head. “It’s an old stomach issue. Acts up when I

into the car, they witnessed a scene of

they saw

Broze, and Dawson’s face turned ashen.

the girl

run down his

commanded, dialing

visibly rattled as he drove

sped up, but Ryan kept close behind, blaring the horn

interference, ordered Quill, “Shake

stepped on the gas. The van instantly sped up.

the city very soon, venturing

behind somehow always managed to maneuver like a pro and keep a

them off the cliff?” Quill suggested, frustration

the plate of that car! You

such matters, was rather annoyed.

was well aware of the stakes. Though he had been messing around

a customized license plate like that was an extremely important figure in the government. He only

Did she really have connections this high

Quill

out the window. “At the cliff

die, not with so much left to live for. Her life had just begun; she had yet to enjoy it; she had yet to witness her mother wake up.

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Chapter 132

The van halted at the

more entanglements with Hamilton, no more disappointments, no more pain. If

surrendering to the cold embrace of the sea.

away, leaving Natalia to her