The Bound Between Us

Chapter 592

the city's shadows swallowed him whole. The trail went cold once again.

The police, acting on a tip, pulled the surveillance footage from around the hotel to track the mysterious figure who vanished into the night. Sure enough, there he was, captured on camera, walking steadily westwards until he disappeared from view. Beyond that, it was like But Anastasia wasn't about to give up. Any clue was better than the agonizing silence of uncertainty. At least now they knew Pattie had been taken, though the kidnapper's motives remained a mystery.

Anastasia's mind raced - was this aimed at her or at Herman? She wracked her brain for enemies, but beyond Julie, no one came to mind. Yet the police were confident Julie wasn't their prime suspect.

Back at home, Anastasia paced her room, lost in thought. Herman, ever the protective spouse, feared for her sanity. "Whoever took Pattie didn't do it for money, so there's a good chance she's still safe. We just have to wait," he tried to reassure her. "Wait?" Anastasia snapped, her voice tight with urgency. "Every second we waste, Pattie's in more danger. We can't just sit here doing nothing!"

"The cops are doing a sweep as we speak. Without a new lead, their hands are tied," Herman said, his own anxiety simmering beneath his calm demeanor. He'd planned a honeymoon getaway for just the two of them, but now their home was shrouded in a heavy gloom, suffocating them.

her, Herman, alive or..." Anastasia couldn't finish the sentence, her hands tangled in her hair, her eyes reflecting

her, silent. He had done everything within

leaden weight pressing on their chests, threatening to crush

company. Elysian Technologies was rolling out a new project, which he'd had to leave in Flynn's capable hands,

and the Salstroms had been close for generations. Julie and Flynn had grown up together, making it all too easy for Julie to earn Flynn's trust. Unaware of

Anastasia, her passion for design was lost amidst the turmoil. Her world had shrunk to one

mother, had her own thoughts. "A child can drive you mad, but it can also

trailed off, his brow furrowed. "Anastasia's not in the right

try," Katelyn urged. "Do you want to