Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Zara, you’ve gone mad!” Henry bellowed, “Put down the gun right now!”

“I knew it.” Zara gave Henry a painful look. “At the crucial moment, you would still choose to side with your grandson.”

“He’s right. I shouldn’t have helped you,” Henry fumed with a trembling voice. “Put down the gun and follow Zachary to the police station.”

“No, I won’t!” Zara screamed. “I refuse to go to prison. How can I, the pride of the family, end up there? Didn’t you promise to save me by sending me away? Why did you change your mind just because of a few words from him? I’m a Nacht too. In fact, I’m your daughter! How can you bear to do this?”

Just as Zara unleashed her tirade, tears streaked down the sides of her face. She realized that her last sliver of hope was slipping away.

She didn’t understand how her father could be so cruel to her.

she was even

is he doing

Lindbergs are almost here. There’s no escape for you. Your only choice is to turn yourself in at the police station with Zachary. That’s

He was so desperate

about your movements? Who else but Zachary must have told her?” Zara refused to trust him. “He might tell you that he’s taking

“You…”

patience and pointed his gun at Zara. “On the count of three, if you don’t let Mr. Spencer go, I won’t show you any

pressed it against Spencer’s head. “You b*stards, all of you were raised by this old man. Do you

Ben, Bruce, and

them. Now that his life was on the line,

stop this madness! Release

was filled with desperation. Unable to stand, all he could do was lean by the car door and yell

back off!” Zara barked

or I’ll

and decisiveness, he knew

Zara aimed at Spencer’s leg and

“Argh!”