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CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO: TURNING THE TIDE
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Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER 122: TERMS OF SURRENDER
The car was quiet with Myla, Beck, and Jared throwing looks at Hayden, whose head was completely turned away from them, looking outside through the tinted windows of the SUV, the snow-draped city flashed by. He hadn’t said a word after they left the precinct, leaving Jared to drive the car to the helipad where the helicopter was waiting. The festive light twinkled on street corners, but inside the vehicle, the air was heavy with the lingering echo of Edward Kowalsky’s voice. Their house was quiet with most of the staff dismissed for the holidays, leaving only some guards. Hayden didn’t even make it to the living room. “I’m not agreeing to it,” he said flatly, running a hand through his hair. “I don’t care what Ben or Caroline thinks. I don’t care how clever the plan sounds. Myla is not bait.”“She has been his prey for a while now,” Jared said quietly. “Don’t say it like that.” Hayden snarled, rounding on him. “The answer is still no. There is no version of this reality where I al
Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER 121: THE VOICES HE LEFT BEHIND II
“I almost found out where they were keeping you prisoner, Rosie. I was so close, but the demons were tracking me. Hayden’s dogs are everywhere.” Eddie’s voice turned into a conspiratorial whisper. “But my good Samaritan helped me and rescued me. He’s taking care of me for now, keeping me safe while I recuperate. So I may not be able to call you as frequently as usual for a while.” Ben paused it, and everyone stayed in shocked silence for a while.“The hell??” Beck muttered. “Did he just say someone helped him?”“This makes so much sense… this was how he was able to disappear so fast that day. He wasn’t hiding; he wasn’t in the area at all anymore.” Carolanne whispered, her eyes widening. “He isn't alone.”“He doesn't call him a partner,” Beck noted, leaning in. “He calls him a samaritan. He sees it as divine intervention, not a criminal alliance. Maybe the person who broke him out of the psychiatric institution?”The latest recording, dated only three days ago, was the most telling.
Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER 120: THE VOICES HE LEFT BEHIND
“Goodness,” Myla muttered under her breath as she stepped to the side to allow a policeman pass with a cuffed woman in a skimpy dress. “This place is so overstimulating. I can’t imagine the kind of migraine one would get staying in here all day.” The downtown precinct was a hive of controlled chaos. The air was thick with the smell of burnt coffee, old paper, and the sharp tang of floor wax. Telephones rang incessantly, and the low hum of voices formed a backdrop to the flickering fluorescent lights that gave everyone a sickly, sallow complexion. Detective Ben’s office sat at the far end of the corridor, cluttered but organized in the way only seasoned detectives managed. Case files were stacked neatly on one side of his desk. A notice board behind him was crowded with photographs, timelines, and handwritten notes connected by red string. A single desk lamp cast a yellow glow over everything, making the room feel small and more intimate than the rest of the station.Detective Carola
Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER 119: THE JUNKIE’S RANSOM
Beck had been quiet for over an hour, and that alone was enough to put Hayden on edge.He sat hunched over the dining table, laptop open, sleeves rolled up, jaw tight as his fingers moved rapidly across the keyboard. Pages of sealed records, hospital notes, and juvenile files flickered past the screen.Myla watched him from the couch, curled into Hayden’s side, her feet tucked beneath her. Jared stood near the window, arms crossed, eyes scanning the dark outside more from habit than necessity. “Jesus,” Beck muttered. “His childhood was more like a casualty report than a life. The documented abuse,” he continued flatly. “Were extreme neglect and physical. He was beaten with whatever she had on hand. Belts, cables, bottles, and pipes. He ran away when social services wanted to place him in foster homes.”Then he was quiet for a while. "Found her. Her name is Magda Kowalsky.”Beck turned the screen toward them. The photo showed a woman with sunken cheeks, hollow eyes, and a mouth pulled
Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER 118: THE HUNTER
“Don't you think you’re aiming too far left?” The man asked in a condescending tone.Eddie didn’t bother to turn his head or lower the rifle either. “I’m compensating for the wind,” he said calmly, his voice low and certain. “You’re hearing it. I’m feeling it.”There was a pause behind him. Then a careful, placating chuckle. “Of course,” the man said. “You know this whole thing better than I do.”Edward exhaled slowly, steadying himself. It was still quite early in the morning and the weather was cold enough that his breath fogged in front of him. But he loved the cold,it sharpened his focus instead of dulling it. Here, his body remembered who he was. His steps were silent, his breathing even, and his hands sure. Even the rifle felt like an extension of his arm, familiar and obedient in the way weapons always were. He loved weapons. They never lied to him, never betrayed him, or pretended to love him while slipping away.The deer stepped into view between the trees, standing unawar
Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends CHAPTER 117: THE FIRST CHRISTMAS (Specialpisode)
(Flashback: 1st Christmas together)“So,” he said casually, like he was asking if she wanted dessert. “Do you want to spend Christmas with me?”Myla was sitting on a low concrete bench at the park with her head on Hayden’s shoulder, her fingers laced with his. Standing a few respectable feet away from them, were two of his bodyguards. Ones he was always with whenever he had move through the city. They had just finished having a dinner date and decided to take a walk so they could enjoy the quiet, cold December evening, the type that made Christmas feel close without biting. She was mid-sentence about a show she was watching when Hayden squeezed her hand.She stopped mid-sentence about a show she was watching and turned to him, blinking in surprise.”Christmas?”“Yeah, with me and my people,” he said, nodding. “The guys would love to officially meet you.” Her first thought was stiff men in tailored sweaters with cold smiles and boring polite conversation. She wasn’t ready to face bi
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