Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 696

Dylan hadn't missed a single message from her. He was still at Ferguson

Corporation that night, fresh out of a shower in the lounge when he glanced at his

phone—and stopped cold at the latest notification.

Aiden knocked on the door. "Sir, your wife's old phone just got a bunch of

messages. They're from the kidnappers. Ryan's been taken. Someone's

demanding money from your wife."

A deep frown creased Dylan's brow.

Aiden hesitated, his voice tight. "These people aren't bluffing. If your wife doesn't

show up in person, they'll kill him. They know what they're doing."

Dylan swung open the lounge door, his expression dark. "Do we have a location?"

"We found them. But they insist on seeing Mrs. Ferguson herself. There are

thirteen of them, all hiding in that abandoned control tower. If she doesn't come,

they're going to throw Ryan off the top."

Even the best team couldn't handle thirteen armed men at once. And that tower—

it was a hundred meters high. Used to be a spot for bungee jumping, back in the

day. Just thinking about it made Dylan's chest tighten.

He took a steadying breath. Ryan couldn't get hurt. If he did, she'd never forgive

him.

"Let's head back."

back to Palm Bay,

he looked up, he

second she saw him, her whole

"You're home!"

down on the coffee table

a bird

winced at how hard his heart thudded at her

waist, instinctively tightening, pulling

up from his chest, her eyes sparkling.

here. I thought I wouldn't see you

his emotions in check, his hands

"Clara."

was something soft and almost aching

her

asked, concern

with me. I

up on her toes to kiss his cheek. "Let

change, okay?"

upstairs, swapped

real clothes,

But when she saw

the

the

carrying for ages.

on

steady stance, then looked up at

taller from

better? Why don't you need the

movement, wrapping her in his arms, holding her

wanted to

leave the country before," he

want to

didn't fully understand, but she gave his

don't take the job."