When Love Breaks by Jack

As I reached for the driver’s side door, Mark stopped me. “Take the passenger seat, I’ll drive.”

“Thanks, Mark. I appreciate it.”

I shot him a grateful look, not bothering to argue.

My mind was preoccupied with Ramona’s safety, driving distracted wasn’t an option.

On the way to the abandoned factory, I quickly texted Christine to let her know I couldn’t make it, telling her to decide on her own.

Then, I dialed Gregory’s number.

But all I got was the endless ring, eventually leading to the robotic voice, “Sorry, the person you are calling is not available. Please try again later…”

This sent a wave of unease through me. Could something have happened to Gregory as well?

Mark, with both hands on the wheel, gave me a quick glance. “Tried calling Gregory but got no answer?”

“Yeah…” I nodded, absent-mindedly.

too much. Try

“Alright.”

again but still got

my worried expression, Mark tried to reassure me, “With the whole Ford Group copyright infringement mess blowing up, he’s probably just tied up with that. Not hearing his

do for now, except head towards the outskirts of the city to find out who was on the other end of that mysterious

gears, I called the

answered, “Hello? Who is

you guys

were the only ones I could think of who might do

chuckled, “Jane, you should speak with

have a clean

my voice cold, “If this is about the Myers’ estate, and something happens to Ramona,

that

abruptly, flashed a moment of anger, then worry,

are you sure this

to the Myers will be yours. No one else should even dream

sigh of relief, curiosity getting the better of her “Who did you find this time? They managed to take that old lady from the nursing home

earlier would have ensured her place as the Myers’ heiress, avoiding being overshadowed by Jane at last

her a goddaughter, like she had

“International contacts?”