Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 996

The cleaning lady nodded, "I saw you folks looking around with a photo, like you were searching for someone. When I saw this picture of the Asian girl, it clicked. She arrived that day, struggling with English, asking for directions with her baby bump looking like she was due any minute. It seemed pretty urgent, so I personally walked her to the exit and hailed her a cab to the hospital!"

Ludwik's sharp gaze suddenly tightened, "Which hospital did you send her to?"

Premature delivery? He knew it; his child in Florence's womb was in danger!

The cleaner pointed towards the third exit, "The cab I called for her was headed to Toruscare Hospital."

"Thank you."

Worried sick about the life and death of his child, Ludwik didn't bother to scrutinize the cleaner further. Any clue was worth following up on to avoid any mishaps.

He turned to his assistant, "I need to leave for a few hours. Head to Toruscare Hospital. You stay here and wait for the surveillance results from our special aide. Call me immediately if anything comes up!" He was covering all bases.

Ludwik strode out of the lobby, hailing a taxi, "To Toruscare Hospital, please."

The driver, an older man wearing a baseball cap covering his face, gave Ludwik a curious look before nodding and driving off.

Ludwik, his legs crossed, was lost in thought, staring out the window, his jaw clenched tight, lighting up a cigarette to calm his nerves.

Having been in Eurovoria for just a handful of days, he was already missing Whitney and worried sick about his twin boys under Bryce's watchful eye.

and Ashton were

he wanted was to find Florence at Toruscare Hospital, take his child back, and put an

his cigarette, Ludwik's eyes half-closed. Exhaustion was catching up with him after days

eyes, the taxi was still on

in the city anymore but on a typical

the driver, he demanded in fluent German, "Where is

turning around, replying in German, "Almost

are you?" The accent was off, and he was a polyglot; it was easy

tension in the driver's shoulders gave him

man's back, his mind racing. He had fallen into a trap due

in unfamiliar territory,

his reach too far

waited for the right moment. As the car approached

driver sped up, aiming straight for a forest across the

wrestling the steering wheel

the ensuing struggle, the driver, laughing menacingly, pulled a gun, pointing it

the driver, finally managing to steer the vehicle off the road, down a steep embankment into the forest below. "You're insane; we'll both die!" the driver screamed, not

the gun, and as the car tumbled down, he leaped out, shooting the

crashed with a loud bang, the echo reverberating

finally came to a halt, gasping for air,