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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she couldn’t see. She hadn’t wanted him to leave, but what had he thought

had assumed Killian’s presence

that staying with her wouldn’t

I IS

he had chosen to visit

didn’t know how long he stood there, lost in his turmoil. But he finally snapped to action and strode purposefully out of

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

aside and walked straight into

sleeping. Hearing the door, she expected Hamilton, but was surprised to see Victor instead.

“So, you’re

“What

your own face like that. Aren’t you afraid of scars? If you wanted Hamilton’s attention,

a laugh. “What do

spot a fake from a mile away. More importantly, she was

outside?”

raised an eyebrow. “Just saw him looking

cold sneer.

deeply, instantly connecting the dots. “Did you do something

replied, “How could I? I wouldn’t lay a finger on

but he said nothing more, quickly

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his Range Rover to its limits

have been a

the cliff side, Ryan, fueled by rage and grief, confronted

“Hamilton!”

“Bro!”

and Alden shouted

up! Where were you when she needed you?”

shouted at Hamilton.

“Stay out of this, Ryan.

else, but was pulled back by Dawson as soon as he

didn’t say anything else

Alden, his face a mask of ice. “Any

as death. “Not

voice, a grim