Semua Bab The Heiress' Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call: Bab 1901 - Bab 1905

Torven said to Sawyer, "You've moved Wyatt somewhere else in secret, and that's pretty smart of you. But it won't change anything. "Oh, and I want the original USB drive. If it's a backup, you won't ever get to see your daughter again." His voice had been altered to prevent any problems if Sawyer were to try recording it for evidence later. Sawyer's knuckles went white as his grip on the phone instantly tightened. "Leave families out of this. You can come after me, but using my daughter to threaten me? What kind of man does that?" Torven's voice was ice-cold and emotionless. "You brought this on yourself. My life's on the line here, and you expect me to play by some code of honor? Am I insane?" Torven continued, "Check your email." Sawyer fumbled with his computer and clicked on the newest video. On screen, Piper was tied to a metal chair with tape over her mouth, tears and terror filling her eyes. "Piper!" Sawyer couldn't help crying out, feeling like a sledgehammer ha

Sawyer was only worried about Piper. As long as she made it back safely, he knew he'd be fine. Someone had definitely ratted him out, but they didn't have enough real evidence to nail him. The only way they could bring him down was if they somehow forced a confession out of him. Piper studied his face, and worry filled her eyes. "Dad, did they do anything to you?" Sawyer shook his head. "No, they haven't touched me. They have to wait for their investigation to wrap up." She dropped her voice to a whisper. "Mr. Ordman came too. He can get you out of here." Sawyer's gaze sharpened the moment he heard those words. "Finnigan holds a special position in the government. If he pulls strings to save me, it'll spark even more controversy. He might even lose his own standing." Piper looked at Sawyer. "Then what are we supposed to do now?" Sawyer tapped his fingers. "We wait." "Wait?" Piper couldn't understand his logic. "How can we just wait when things are this bad?" Something

The speaker was none other than Finnigan, who'd been watching Leopold all along. He approached Leopold's hiding spot one step at a time, shattering what remained of Leopold's composure. Leopold's voice came out low and desperate. "Mr. Ordman, surely we can work something out here. Let me go just this once, and I'll give you whatever you want. Money, women, or anything you desire." Finnigan's face twisted with disgust. "I'm not interested in that sort of stuff." He pulled out his phone and dialed the governor's number, then handed it to Leopold. "The governor said to call him the moment I caught you. He wants a word." Leopold took the phone with trembling hands and pressed it to his ear. Ulric's voice exploded with fury. "Leopold Donnam! You've served under me for all these years. When you competed for the deputy director position, I suspected you'd played dirty, but I let it slide. "I never thought you'd cross more lines. Did you think no one could touch you? Do I mean nothin