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CHAPTER 083

Penulis: Kate Ray
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Sage’s POV

I hadn’t slept in over twenty-four hours. My eyes felt like sandpaper, my chest felt hollow, and my mind wouldn’t shut the hell up. We were close—I could feel it. Wherever that psycho bitch took Mark, it couldn’t be far. He hadn’t even replied to my texts. Not one. And Mark always texted back, even if it was just a dumb meme or a middle finger emoji.

“She’s somewhere out here,” I muttered, standing in the middle of this half-dead gas station parking lot. Middle of nowhere. Desert road. Cold wind. Creepy silence.

Hector leaned against the hood of the rental, arms crossed, scanning the horizon like he was waiting for someone to pull a gun on us. Knowing our luck? They would.

Beth sat inside the car, her hoodie pulled up, staring at her laptop. She’d hacked into something—I didn’t even ask what. I trusted her, but I didn’t need the full details. I just needed a location.

“Got a ping,” Beth finally said, lifting her head. “Same license plate we’ve been tracking. Parked outside
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    mark povI woke up with a bag over my head.My head throbbed, my shoulder was on fire, and I was crammed into what felt like the floor of a moving van. Hands zip-tied behind my back, ankles tied too. My mouth tasted like blood and regret. Mostly regret.I tried to move, but one of Alice’s dogs kicked me in the ribs. Not hard enough to break anything—but hard enough to remind me I wasn’t going anywhere.“Try it again and I’ll knock you out again,” the guy grunted.I didn’t say anything. I just laid there, letting the pain sink in. The van rocked side to side. Judging by the bumps and how long we’d been driving, we were either headed into the woods or out of the city. I didn’t know which scared me more.The bag came off maybe ten minutes later.I blinked against the light. Alice sat across from me, legs crossed, looking calm as ever. Like this was just a business trip. Like she hadn’t pointed a gun at me and threatened to kill Sage. Like she hadn’t told me she lost our baby and vanished

  • DADDY'S LITTLE PLAYTHING    CHAPTER 083

    Sage’s POVI hadn’t slept in over twenty-four hours. My eyes felt like sandpaper, my chest felt hollow, and my mind wouldn’t shut the hell up. We were close—I could feel it. Wherever that psycho bitch took Mark, it couldn’t be far. He hadn’t even replied to my texts. Not one. And Mark always texted back, even if it was just a dumb meme or a middle finger emoji.“She’s somewhere out here,” I muttered, standing in the middle of this half-dead gas station parking lot. Middle of nowhere. Desert road. Cold wind. Creepy silence.Hector leaned against the hood of the rental, arms crossed, scanning the horizon like he was waiting for someone to pull a gun on us. Knowing our luck? They would.Beth sat inside the car, her hoodie pulled up, staring at her laptop. She’d hacked into something—I didn’t even ask what. I trusted her, but I didn’t need the full details. I just needed a location.“Got a ping,” Beth finally said, lifting her head. “Same license plate we’ve been tracking. Parked outside

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