All Chapters of A DROP OF BLOOD: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 82 Tread~Alexander The moment I heard Scar’s voice on Katherine’s phone, my blood turned to ice. I had answered the call thinking it was her. Instead, I was met with his taunting drawl. And then...then I heard her."Don't come, Alexander." She had screamed and then a sound followed.My blood went cold. The fucker slapped her.My hand tightened on the phone until it creaked. Scar had my wife.The call ended before I could demand more. Silence filled the room.“Katherine is gone. Scar has her,” I said, my voice clipped, almost unrecognizable even to me. “Spread out. Search every corner. Turn over Snow Hill, the docks, every alley, every shadow. I want eyes everywhere.”My second call was to tighten security around the children. Dante, Emilia, and Alessio.“This is Alexander,” I barked. “Tell their guard to increase security. No one enters. No one leaves except me or the guards I appointed. If there is the smalles

Chapter 84 Guilt~Alexander I've never felt this guilty before. I could literally feel my heart beating as loud as the bang on the wall as Dante cracked the first wall open.The man he had brought knew little but not all the details we wanted.Well, for starters, Scar had been obsessed with Katherine for a long time.He never had a woman work for him, but he allowed her, and not even into something small, he sent her something to important ports so he could feel as though she was involved with him.The man was indeed insane.But why wait so long to act on it?"We found something," Dante called and I rushed over to see what it was."Fuck!" Enzo cussed.Indeed a good fuck! Cause what the hell was this?"Someone's giving the fucker ammunition. These are the latest guns, the ones we ordered from Morocco and Dimitri." I ran my finger across the black rifle."These are fucking expensive. He can't get his hands on this, except

Chapter 86 Safe~AlexanderThere was no place left to search.No corner of the city, no back alley, no ruined warehouse that hadn’t been turned upside down. We had burned through Snow Hill twice, and still...nothing.But I couldn’t stop. I wouldn’t stop.Not while Katherine was still out there. All alone and probably....I couldn't fathom the words, nor could I leave my lips.My phone buzzed against my palm, cutting through the silence of the car. Matteo’s name flashed across the screen, followed by a message.'Got something.'A second later, a video feed loaded. My chest tightened as I watched.It was grainy footage from an old CCTV camera. The angle was poor, covering only a block near her shop. For a long moment, there was nothing, just the wind dragging leaves across the pavement. Then, a man appeared. Scar.He walked into her shop after looking around the place.I waited.But he never came back out. One minute...t

Chapter 89 Los Angeles ~AlexanderThe city felt different. Los Angeles was also my city, but it's been a long time since I came for a business meeting here.Dante was the front-line Boss here in Los Angeles.I stood at the edge of the pier, alone and clothed in Scar’s clothes. His scent still lingered in the collar, cheap cologne and cigarettes. Enzo, Dante, Matteo, and our men had surrounded the dock from every possible angle.High ground, blind spots, and Hidden vantage points. I cracked my neck and shifted my weight.The cold wind off the Pacific stung my skin, but I didn’t move. After getting the message from Scar's high employer, we had gone through a plan.Thirty minutes passed and yet nothing.Then the headlights. I could see the flash of light from afar until a single black SUV rolled down the long, narrow lane, tires crunching softly against the concrete. It stopped ten feet behind me. I didn’t turn, not yet.The

Chapter 90 Joy~Katherine It has been a month.A full month since I woke up in that quiet safehouse, with the scent of antiseptic and the pain radiating throughout my whole body. A month since the nightmare ended.And somehow, I was still here. I looked at myself in the mirror, smoothing the fabric of the outfit I’d spent the last week sewing with the machine Alexander bought for me at home.A big, beautiful, smart working machine, obviously expensive than the one I had bought for the shop.The Velvet and lace material was beautiful as it flowed down my body; it had a V-neck, exposing a little cleavage, but not too bad. Behind me, Alexander stood at the doorway, watching me like he was going to eat me any time soon.“You’ve been staring for five minutes,” I said without turning around.“Correction. I’ve been appreciating.” His voice was low, amused.I caught his reflection in the mirror, smirking, and shook my head.“Don