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Chapter Nineteen: The Kidnap

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James Lud’s POV

“What’s the information so far? Have you found any leads?” I demanded, my voice sharp and cutting.

“No, sir. We’re still looking,” Reaper answered, head bowed in submission. None of them dared to meet my eyes.

The response made my blood boil. Without hesitation, I grabbed the mug in front of me and hurled it at the wall. The loud crash of ceramic echoed through the room like thunder, and my men flinched, visibly shaken. They knew what was coming.

“How dare you bring such useless reports to me?” I roared. “Richard’s wife has been hiding for years, and the moment she appears live on stage, you fools let her slip through your fingers?”

I stormed over to Reaper and slammed my walking stick across his back. Pain tore through my leg as I moved, but the anger masked it. Ever since the accident, this damned stick had become part of me—but I could still wield it with force.

“I’m so sorry, Master. We’ll do our best next time,” Reaper gasped, bowing lower, trembling. He knew he
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