"Don?" I whisper his name, relief that he is here, yet his expression seems as if he is unhappy about something. "Well, Mr. Wolfe," Eddie cut me off before I could charge Don. "Is the plane ready?" "Yes, sir." What? I shift my eyes back and forth at the man I love and the one I loathed. Do they know each other? But how? "Don, where are Leo and Christ?" Where are the boys?" "They are safe." His tone of voice makes it sound like he has done something wrong. I shift my eyes back at Eddie, then return to Don. "Don, do you know Eddie?" He didn't answer, which means of his silent reply he knew. "Of course, Claire, darling, you know Donovan Wolfe," Eddie answers and gestures to Don. "This man I hired to help me look for the treasure. Who would've thought of all people who know him." I glare at him as he laughs, continuing to run his mouth. "Besides being an ex-military, he works for me as a mercenary. He did various jobs to keep his family whatever they needed." Eddie stops and lo

"Solomon, put me down," I say to him for the hundredth time, but this big buffoon won't listen as he carries me toward the makeshift elevator.We are getting close, and Solomon won't let me go so I can save Don.I can't let him stay with Eddie and die.We are close to the elevator, and I need to think quickly.Looking around and biting my nail, I did the one thing I could think of in this situation.Abdominal pain."Oh," I pretended to be in pain, making Solomon stop."What's wrong, he asks?" With a concerned look as he put me down.I made a large rock as a chair and touched my stomach, doing as much acting to be in pain. Those lessons at private schools paid off. I wasn't a professional, but I could fake pain like having a period, but in this case, having a baby."My stomach hurts," I hiss and try as much be overreacting to fool a man. "Can you find a doctor or someone?""I'll call Kit, and he will see - shit!" He curses under his breath. "My radio is back there. I'll carry you."Bef

The elevator ride was quiet. Solomon kept looking back at me, wanting to ask, but he didn't say anything. I was in my little world. Full of heartbreak. My heart is broken not once but twice, but this second time in love, I mean it. Don means everything to me, and if he already has someone somehow hidden away by Eddie, then this main character of my story has somehow become a minor character.I sigh.I clench my fist and hold it against my heart. I needed to be more persistent to take Don out of that place, but he insisted on staying until he found where the woman was.This mystery woman. I'm curious about who she is and why she is so important.I had questions to ask, yet I had only one answer.The elevator dings and opens. I went out first, and then Solomon was behind me. I watch the workers and men of Eddie doing their job as Solomon leads the way to the jet."Stay here. I have to do a quick run over to that trailer."I didn't answer but sat on a cargo box. Waiting for him to leave,

"Come on, Solomon, let me go with you guys," I whine and beg Solomon for the hundredth time. We had arrived hours ago, and Tech had rented us a house across the street from Eddie's summer home. Solomon, the twins, and Tech are on the tablet screen discussing the plan to save Sarah while I make food for them. Tech had Someone deliver groceries early on enough for a few days. He had everything prepared before we even arrived.He wants to tell me I can't join him and the twins to rescue Sarah. I wanted to take part in this mission. I felt guilty towards Don because he accepted working for Eddie because of his mother, who is held captive. I never knew Eddie could stoop down low like that, using a human being as a person's weakness. That lets me know how much of a monster he is.Leo.My mind thought of my son, who shares the same blood as Eddie running through his veins. Calling Eddie a monster means Leo is a spawn of a monster. I never see Leo that way because he is also a part of me. My

"Don?" What is he doing here? "What are you doing here?" In the dark, I could see his blue eyes darken as he asked me that question. Before I can open my mouth, we both hear the guards coming from inside the house. Don put me down and grabbed my hand, leading us somewhere to hide. He found the shed and had us both inside. He pulls me close against his chest as my ear is pressed to hear the sound of his beating heart. "Have you seen her?" Says one guard as they are close to the shed. Don and I stay quiet. I feel his movement, grabbing something behind him, positioning himself to shoot anyone who finds us here. "No, but if Mr. Petrograd finds out we lost her, he will kill us all." "I don't see why he is obsessed with her even before she was the boss' fiancé." "Shhh...shut your damn mouth." Says a second guard. "There are stories about Mr. Petrov before coming here to America." "Like what?" "These are just rumors, whether true or not, but he once blackmailed his country's govern