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CHAPTER EIGHTY-FIVE
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Cripple Billionaire Husband CHAPTER EIGHTY-FIVE
The warehouse door slammed shut, Dan’s heavy boots thudding on the concrete, his scarred face twisting with surprise and irritation as he spotted Melissa standing over Lauren, who was tied to a metal chair, her wrists raw from the ropes. His voice was a low growl, his eyes narrowing. “Melissa, what the hell are you doing here?” His tone was sharp, his hand gripping a crowbar, its metal glinting faintly in the dim light. “How’d you even know we were here? This wasn’t in the plan, you showing up like this.”Melissa’s voice was smooth, a dark chuckle escaping as she turned to face him, her eyes glinting with malice, her mic hidden under her jacket, still transmitting to the police outside. “Calm down, Dan, it’s all under control.” Her tone was mocking, her hands gesturing casually, her smile cold as she glanced at Lauren, whose tears streaked her bruised cheeks. “I went to Alex’s mansion, played the perfect little helper. Told him I was on their side, wanted to save Lauren and Emmy.” Sh
Cripple Billionaire Husband CHAPTER EIGHTY-FOUR
Alex’s SUV screeched to a halt near the Tremont warehouse, the 2029 pre-dawn sky dark, the structure’s silhouette looming, its windows black voids. Lauren’s scream tore through the silence, raw and piercing, echoing over the police radios crackling in the unmarked vans. Alex’s voice was a shout, throwing open his car door, his feet hitting the gravel. “Lauren! I’m coming!” His heart pounding loudly, his body surging toward the warehouse, desperate to save her and Emmy, trapped in Dan’s grip.Officer Mike Daniels grabbed his arm, his voice sharp, yanking him back. “Alex, stop right now!” His tone was urgent, his grip like iron, pulling Alex behind a van. “You charge in, you’re putting Lauren and Emmy in more danger.” Alex’s voice was a growl, struggling against him, his eyes wild. “That’s my wife screaming, Mike! My daughter’s in there with her!” His breath was ragged, Lauren’s unconscious collapse and Emmy’s kidnapping a crushing weight.Daniels’ voice was firm, his hand steady, the
Cripple Billionaire Husband CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE
Alex stood in the mansion’s driveway, the pre-dawn chill biting, police cars idling with radios crackling as Officer Mike Daniels coordinated his team. His voice was sharp, his eyes fixed on Melissa, her sudden arrival with Jake moments ago reigniting his fury. “Melissa, you’re not part of this. Your tip about the warehouse is enough—go home.” His tone was icy, his hand gripping the car door, Lauren and Emmy trapped in Dan’s Tremont warehouse, his fear for them a constant pulse. The clock read 3:05 a.m., every second critical.Melissa’s voice was urgent, stepping forward, her hands raised. “Alex, please, hear me out. Dan and I were close once, years ago.” Her tone was raw, her eyes pleading, Jake’s silent presence beside her tense. “We worked together, planned to tear you and Lauren apart, to ruin your marriage.” Her voice shook, her hands trembling. “Dan will still trust me, Alex. I can go to the warehouse, act like I’m on his side, distract him so your police can get in.”Alex’s vo
Cripple Billionaire Husband CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO
A detective approached, his voice crisp, holding a map. “Mr. Magnus, we’ve got the warehouse layout—two entrances, east and west. We’ll go quietly.” Alex’s voice was firm, pointing at the map. “Lauren’s probably inside, maybe hurt. Emmy too. Dan’s armed, dangerous.” His mind flashed to Dan’s smirk, the setup with Richard, and Priya’s shooting, his anger simmering.Daniels’ voice was calm, clapping Alex’s shoulder. “We’ll get them, Alex. Stay here, let us handle it.” Alex’s voice hardened, shaking his head. “I’m coming, Mike. They’re my family.” His tone was resolute, his hand on the car door, ready to join the convoy, his heart racing with fear for Lauren and Emmy.Footsteps crunched on the gravel, a voice calling out, breathless. “Alex, wait!” He turned, his voice a snap, eyes narrowing in the dim light. “Who’s there?” Two figures emerged—Melissa and her husband, Jake, their faces pale. Alex’s voice was sharp, anger flaring. “Melissa? Jake? Get out of here, now!” His hand clenche
Cripple Billionaire Husband CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE
Alex stood in the hospital parking lot, his voice low, phone pressed to his ear, speaking to his friend, Officer Mike Daniels, the night air cool around him. “Mike, Lauren got a text from Dan. He’s got Emmy at a Tremont warehouse, wants her to come alone by midnight, no police.” His tone was urgent, his heart racing from Lauren’s resolve to face Dan alone, despite his warnings in the police station. “She’s going, Mike, but I need you and your team to follow, quietly. Keep my wife and daughter safe.”Daniels’ voice was steady, crisp through the phone. “Alex, we’ll set up a sting, no lights, no sirens. Where’s Lauren now?” Alex’s voice tightened, glancing back at the hospital where Lauren was with Priya. “She’s inside, talking to Priya. She told me not to tell anyone, but I can’t let her walk into this.” His breath was quick, Dan’s threat—Emmy’s life on the line—heavy. “She’s leaving soon, Mike. Be ready.”Daniels’ voice was firm, professional. “We’ll have units hidden near Tremont, tra
Cripple Billionaire Husband CHAPTER EIGHTY
Lauren clutched Alex’s hand in the crowded police station, her voice trembling as they sat across from Detective Harris, the crumpled note from Dan—“You can’t catch me”—burning a hole in her pocket. The clock read 8:15 p.m, hours since Emmy’s kidnapping, every second a weight. Lauren’s voice shook, answering Harris’s questions. “It was a black van, no plates, old. He had a scar, right cheek, dark eyes.” Alex’s voice was steady, his hand tight on hers. “Last seen on Washington Street, heading east.”Harris scribbled, his voice calm. “We’re pulling every camera, Mrs. Magnus. Anything else you remember?” Lauren’s breath hitched, her voice breaking. “He looked right at me, smirked, like he wanted me to know he had her.” Her hands shook, Emmy’s scared face in the van replaying, her failure to catch him a knife.Her phone buzzed, an unknown number flashing, her voice a gasp as she opened the text: “Tremont warehouse, midnight. Come alone to get your kid. No police, no Alex, or she’s gone.
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