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Chapter 44
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Salt And Steel Chapter 45.
Chase. Chase’s Residence. New York. Wednesday, 25th March. Next day… Morning. My eyes move briskly to the clock on the wall. 11 a.m. Exhaustion settles heavily over me as I sit before the news lady, listening to the barrage of questions she has thrown at me. “How was it for you, Mr Olympus? When the kidnappers pointed the guns in your faces… Those last few seconds before the gun went off… Were you terrified?” The woman, Kate Rivers, asks. Intrigue washing across her face. She holds her breath, obviously spellbound by whatever cock and bull story I have fed them over the last few hours since I was let go. Silence settles around us. The entire news crew of Let’s Hear The Truth stands behind her, watching us. And I know millions of others are watching me too. Waiting to hear the full truth of what happened there. My truth. Memory drifts back to when Kate Rivers, host of Let’s Hear The Truth, called me three hours ago for an exclusive. “We all need to know, Mr Olympus, what h
Salt And Steel Chapter 44
Lucy. Ashbourne Heights, Springfield, Massachusetts. Tuesday, 24th March. Next day. Late Evening. Crying hurts. Gosh, it hurts so much. It's like my lungs want to explode. And each time, I'm begging them, just hold on a little longer. Just breathe. It's been two days, and my eyes haven't left my phone. Haven't left the news. I'm still waiting to hear news about Chase. Still waiting for any of his men outside the house to stumble in and tell me he's been found. Or maybe for Cameo to send word to me that he's back. Anything is fine by me. As I lie on my bed, I remember that night the news broke of his abduction. I remember how panic detonated inside me and made me insane. I had blindly rushed to the front of the house, ignoring the calls from my sister, my mum, and my grandmother. I had walked down the driveway of Grandma's home wearing only my kitty fluffy slippers and my pajamas. Until I was knocking on the window of the SUV that always stood beneath the street lamp watching me
Salt And Steel Chapter 43.
Crane Olympus. New York. Hudson Crest, Irvington Village. Monday, 23rd March. Two days later… Night. All the Guccini top generals are present in Timothy's meeting room at his home. Myself included. It's been two days since our boss, Timothy Shoeman, leader of the Guccini Organization, was abducted. Two days since Chase was abducted. And the deadline given to the rest of us in the gang expires in the next ten minutes. For two days now, we've all been cooped up in here. Planning strategies. Searching. Tracking the call of their abductors. But to no avail. Worse, we don't know who kidnapped them. We only know they gave us a deadline to make a decision. To do whatever is required for the safety of our boss and Chase. My gut tightens now as my gaze fixes on the damned antique grandfather clock. Its seconds are counting down to the appointed deadline. “What do you think they will demand of us?” One of the men seated at the table murmurs, his voice low. “I don't know,” another respon
Salt And Steel Chapter 42.
Lucy. Springfield, Massachusetts. An hour later. We're seated on the terrace. The night sky is dark and beautiful as Amanda, Mum, Grandma, and I sit together watching Grandma's pets run around on the lawn in front of us. All of them, playing. Her three corgis, Tin, Cot, and Sugar, roll around on the lawn, barking excitedly. "Come here, boy." I call out to Tin. One of the corgis immediately abandons the others and races toward me, barking as he leaps into my lap. Cot and Sugar continue playing. "I see that Tin has taken a liking to you." Grandma remarks affectionately. I turn to her and smile. "Yes, Grandma. It seems so." The security lights scattered around the garden illuminate everything, bathing the terrace in a calm, peaceful glow beneath the dark sky. "He never likes anyone. Very arrogant pup." Grandma remarks playfully. I kiss the dog and rub his soft fur. Peace slowly seeps into me here in Grandma's home. No more threats from Dad hanging over our heads. Though I kn
Salt And Steel Chapter 41.
Tamara. Hudson Crest, Irvington Village. 21st March, Saturday. Two days later... Night. My red high heels click against the marble as I walk inside the famous home of Timothy Shoeman, known Boss of the Guccini Organization. My eyes sharply take in the guests as they walk past me, all of them elaborately dressed. My mind absently drifts to the invite. 'Auction Night!!! New York's Most Eligible Bachelors. Funds raised for vulnerable women and children in devastated war zones. Dress code, red...' I did as the dress code requested. I'm dressed in red, like everyone else. My hair is elegantly pulled to the side and held in place with a small diamond pin. I should have brought a date to the party. But I didn't want to. Because tonight, I'm leaving here with only one man. And that's Chase Olympus. The only man that belongs to me. My twisted obsession. Yes, I know he'll be in attendance. He has to. It's his Boss' party. So he and his father must attend. I walk deeper into
Salt And Steel Chapter 40.
Chase. Manhattan Detention Complex, New York. Meanwhile. BUZZ! I lift my eyes as the door to the waiting room opens and Samson Carmi walks inside, a uniformed guard standing beside him as an escort. His eyes land on me as he slowly approaches the bench. The chains around his wrists and ankles clank with every step before he finally sits across from me. A moment later, the guard walks out, leaving Samson and me alone in the room. "Why have you called me here?" Samson's voice is quiet. Tight. His dark gaze hardens as he studies me carefully. I lean back in my seat, watching the once arrogant Samson Carmi, owner of the Vains Organization, looking haggard inside prison walls. "Prison colors don't suit you, Samson." I tease him, though there isn't a trace of amusement in me. A bitter chuckle escapes him. "I'd say the same about you if our positions were reversed. Framed for a murder you never committed." He shrugs casually. I frown. Memory detonates inside me. Lan
Salt And Steel Chapter 39.
Lucy. Ashbourne Heights, Springfield, Massachusetts. Thursday, 19th March. Three weeks later... Morning. I walk into the kitchen of Grandma's house after my run, the scent of newly arrived spring hanging thick in the air. I swing an appreciative gaze out the open window, watching the newly bl
Salt And Steel Chapter 38.
Dilman Dale. Hudson Crest. Irvington Village, New York. 26th February, Thursday. Next day… Night. I pace the living room of Timothy Shoeman’s residence in Irvington Village. The room smells of pine and polished wood. Floor to ceiling naked Palladian windows showcase the darkness outside. Black
Salt And Steel Chapter 37.
Chase. New York. Lambada Club. Wednesday, 25th February. One week Later. Night. Slow, dark and loud music beats around me in the VIP booth of Lambada Club. One of ours. An exclusive club for very exclusive gentlemen. A girl in lingerie, dances on the stage. A silver pole flashing beneath the red
Salt And Steel Chapter 36.
Chase. The look of horror on Lucy’s face guts me from the inside out. Makes me feel like she’s scolding me. The way my mum used to scold me whenever I did something wrong. That look of horror mothers wear when disappointment claws through them. “He shot himself? That’s a lie and you know it.” She
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