Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

They were in the hall of the hotel.

Many bodyguards were here.

At the center of it all, Holden sat in a chair, toying with a sleek, silver knife that glinted under the lights.

He looked at the man and said, “So, you thought you could Lie to me?”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” the man stammered, his voice trembling.

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

“I swear, I don’t know anything! Please… Let me go.”

Holden tossed a photo of Moss to the man, his eyes cold.

“This person’s name is Moss Valdez.

Do you know him?”

“I don’t know him,” the middle-aged man said, his gaze darting nervously around the room.

His face had turned a sickly shade of white, and his hands trembled at his sides.

Without warning, one of the bodyguards strode forward.

In a swift motion, the bodyguard clamped one hand onto the man’s shoulder and shoved his head downward with the other.

Leaning in close, he growled, “You won’t even look at the photo, and you claim you don’t know him? Are you trying to play games with Mr.

Fredrick?”

man let out a sharp cry

Mr.

ring a bell, gnawing

the thought any further, the bodyguard forced him to look at the

pounded in his

I don’t know this

brow furrowed as he studied the man,

his other hand lifted a gun, the cold

deny it again,”

see how long you can keep up

The man was dumbfounded.

realized

called

Could he be the

click of the trigger filled the room, terror

paid him a lot, but the money wouldn’t matter

the man quickly

paid me a lot to

remained

Moss go?” Holden’s voice was

I don’t know!” the

his suite, there were ID

I saw a plane

might be planning to