Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

The group was still talking when footsteps echoed on the stairs-Dylan was coming down.

Richard's hand froze on his glass, then he set it down quietly, saying nothing.

Dylan walked straight to Walter's side and greeted him, his voice flat. "Father."

Walter looked pleased. "Just one more month before you leave for overseas. Make sure you get all your work at Ferguson Corporation sorted out. Once you're in North America, it'll be hard to come back."

Dylan nodded. "I'm heading to Ferguson Corporation now."

He turned to go. Richard quickly followed, glancing back at Walter and Rai. "I'll head out too."

He caught up to Dylan at the door, lighting a cigarette as Dylan was about to get in his car.

"Dylan, are you feeling alright?"

Aiden was nowhere in sight. Instead, there was a new assistant by Dylan's side- someone Walter had clearly arranged.

"I'm fine," Dylan replied, barely glancing at him before getting in the car.

Richard took a long drag of his cigarette. "Are you coming back to Palm Bay tonight? There's someone waiting for you."

even a flicker of emotion in his

didn't push. He just nodded, flicking his ash away. "Alright. Take

Dylan's car rolled away.

moment, thinking, then finally pulled out his phone and

pacing quietly at her

She answered, "Richard?"

the dosage again. You'd better stay put in Palm Bay. Aiden's been replaced, and if you show up anywhere,

upped the dosage. Now, Dylan really remembered nothing. There was nothing left in his eyes he was

maybe just a pawn.

lashes, gripping her phone tightly.

was the only safe place left for

and tried calling Dylan herself. But

"Hello?"

be the new assistant Walter put in place. Now, every call to Dylan

was already closing in. She could only wait in

But would he?

waited three days, and he never showed. Every time she called, it was

more anxious by the day. She couldn't help worrying about Aiden, too. She knew Walter wouldn't go easy on him-after aff Aiden