"She can't take your call right now," Colby said, his voice tense.

Odie shot up from the couch in the hotel suite. "What do you mean by that?"

"Sophie's been taken by Griffin."

"Griffin?" Odie's face darkened like a storm cloud.

Colby didn't bother explaining further. He ended the call, jumped into his car, and sped off to Griffin's old place. Inside the suite, Jonah walked in, holding a glass. "Boss, should we go with French or Chinese for dinner?"

Odie, still frowning deeply, replied, "Sophie's been captured by Griffin."

Jonah was taken aback. "Why on earth would Griffin take Sophie?"

"I told her not to mess with Reeves International, but she wouldn't listen. And now look where we are she's in Griffin's

Griffin was an emotionless killing machine. Sophie taking on Elodie was a recipe for disaster, and now she

always operated in the shadows. It's tricky here. If Colby's men catch wind of our involvement, all our

palpable. He had always known Sophie would

it to

all people

provoke-why Griffin? Anyone gelse,

might not

at night, the outskirts of

in her forehead. She opened her eyes to pitch darkness. Her

so hard she had no chance to fight back. Now, the blood on her forehead had dried, and Elodie opened the basement

and gauze. "Griffin's in the wrong here, and I apologize on

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