Chapter 213

That night, Raymond's phone rang unexpectedly.

On the other end, a woman and child were sobbing, their cries punctuated by a man's hoarse, desperate pleas. His voice was raw with terror, cutting straight through the static.

"Mr. Carmichael, I'm begging you. I know I was wrong. Please let my family go.

The man's despair bled through the line. Raymond frowned slightly, the tone tickling something familiar in his memory, but he couldn't quite place it.

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A moment later, another voice came on, businesslike but edged with menace. "Mr. Carmichael, Easton got drunk tonight and started ranting about you outside our club. Our guys are at his place right now. Should we... send a message?"

The implication was clear, the threat cold and precise.

Easton?

the name, Raymond remembered. Just

ordered, his voice light and almost bored, as

words left his mouth, Easton's

monster! You'll get what's coming to you. Your own children will pay

it. He's just a dog who bit the hand

He'd always believed he'd never have a child. But now, with Citrine in his life-even if Easton's words were

then ventured cautiously, "Mr. Carmichael... is that really

Raymond snapped,

suddenly letting Easton off the hook? Then again, the minds of powerful men were always impossible to predict; as a low-level lackey, it was best not

and Jensen families had been close

seen better days, but their

entrenched in Havencrest's

business that night, so his father, Weston Carmichael, brought Citrine and Regina Carmichael to Elbert's birthday

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