Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 133

A shroud of gloom seemed to envelop Hamilton, yet his face remained as unreadable as ever, betraying no hint of the storm brewing within.

He casually scrolled through his missed calls until one name made his finger pause abruptly–Natalia. Her call had come in a few minutes before the snapshot of Orpheus had landed in his inbox.

That meant she had tried reaching out to him before she was taken.

A suffocating sensation rose in his chest as he wondered how she felt hearing his phone click off.

Then, as if on cue, his phone rang again. With a steely expression, Hamilton answered.

“Bro! Ms. Jenkins is in trouble!” Alden’s voice trembled with urgency on the other end.

Hamilton’s eyes narrowed, a cold fury beginning to simmer beneath his calm exterior. “What’s the situation now?”

Alden struggled to speak, finally managing to utter a dire statement. “It’s touch and go.”

“What did you say?” Hamilton’s voice dropped to an icy register, disbelief threading through his tone.

“Touch and go? Who’s touch and go? Alden, you’d better make yourself clear!”

“Bro, Ms. Jenkins was thrown off a cliff, and we’re still searching, but we don’t know if she’s… if she’s still alive.”

Though Alden spoke of search, hope seemed a luxury he could scarcely afford.

Natalia had been thrown off the cliff with her hands tied and gagged. From such a height, the fall alone might not kill her, but the waters below could claim her life just the same.

Hamilton’s mind blanked, a taut wire in his head snapping, leaving him rigid with shock.

Whatever Alden said next was lost to him; his thoughts were consumed by the pleading look in Natalia’s eyes when he’d left the hospital last night.

She had been afraid, and he knew that.

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the lurking danger she couldn’t see. She hadn’t wanted

had assumed Killian’s presence meant safety.

assumed that staying with her wouldn’t change Tatiana’s

IS

he had chosen to visit

in his turmoil. But he finally snapped to action and strode purposefully out

only to encounter Hamilton, a man he’d never seen so close to the edge–cold, deadly, his face devoid

aside and walked straight into Eveleen’s

sleeping. Hearing the door, she expected Hamilton, but was surprised

her. “So,

face soured. “What do

Aren’t you afraid of scars? If you wanted Hamilton’s attention, couldn’t you have faked it?”

let out a laugh. “What

a mile away. More importantly, she was

Hamilton outside?” Eveleen asked.

saw him looking murderous. What’s happened?”

sneer. “Probably that wench is dead.”

furrowed deeply, instantly connecting the dots. “Did

could I? I wouldn’t lay a finger on her. But I can’t speak for others.”

more, quickly

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Range Rover

covered what should have been a half–hour

by rage and

“Hamilton!”

“Bro!”

shouted in

were you when she

shouted at Hamilton.

cheek, Hamilton sneered at Ryan. “Stay out of this, Ryan. Natalia

Dawson as soon as he could. “Don’t add fuel to the flame.

angrily at Hamilton but didn’t say anything

to Alden, his face

pale as death. “Not yet.”

a grim omen of hope fading.