Lost Me Gained Regret

Kane had been Mark's right-hand man for years, but being more than two decades his senior, he could often read between the lines of what Mark was really thinking.

Kane was well aware of the fact that he was dealing with a man who didn't shy away from getting his hands dirty. The only question that remained unanswered was how far Mark's obsession with Ms. Webster would go.

When would his patience run out, prompting him to take a more direct approach rather than weaving this intricate web of plans and schemes?

Stuffing a vial into his suit pocket under Kane's inquisitive gaze, Mark stood up. "Let's get moving."

Kane paused. "And what comes next..."

"Your immediate priority..." Mark glanced toward the yard, his voice cold, "is to get your men and move to a new location."

"Move?" Kane frowned. "The Ford family has already turned this place inside out. It's safer here now than anywhere else."

Mark nonchalantly tossed the remains of his cigar into the ashtray, clearly annoyed. "You think Gregory is playing games? If you've thought of it, don't you think he has too?" Glancing at his watch, he warned, "You've got less than ten minutes. Vista Town is Ford territory. Until all your assets are back home, you'd do well to keep a low profile."

After Mark took off, Kane wasn't totally convinced but figured it was better to play it safe and start planning a move.

home, Kane had secured several

still felt

got word. Gregory's men did make another sweep." Stunned, Kane checked the time-exactly

was indeed a man of deep

doors of the emergency

serious look on the doctor's face said

"Mr. Ford..."

turning to the doctor, "No need to beat

"She's...awake."

he spoke, "But there's definitely poison in

my fists, "How serious is the

doctor's face softened slightly, "It appears to be a

asked, "Is there any way to counteract the

Given Kane's ominous intentions,

effects, future complications were inevitable. The only solution was to find an antidote