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An hour later, we were sitting in Killian's study with his lawyer, Mr. Kevin Morrison, and the one who called Killian earlier, Mr. Gunner Stiles. Mr. Morrison was the one preparing the case against Dylan. Killian said he was one of the best lawyers he had ever worked with. Officially, as a criminal offense, Dylan's case was handled by the police investigators and prosecution, but recent events had proven this case would be lost without additional help. Fortunately, Mr. Morrison had friends in the NYPD and the prosecutor's office and agreed to this collaboration for the sake of efficiently bringing Dylan behind bars.The other man who joined us in the room was much more peculiar. Killian explained that Mr. Stiles was a military specialist, a person he called whenever needed, as he named it a “special kind of approach.” I was wondering what his words meant until a tall, bulky, and highly intimidating man entered the study. Once he did, I decided it was better not to ask any questions. T

The crowd moved, a few people rising to their feet and cheering for me, covering the man who looked like Dylan. Normally, I would have laughed at the crowd's reaction, but right now, I was more concerned about them obscuring the view. When Mia calmed them down, they returned to their seats…Only then did I notice the man looking like Dylan was gone, his seat empty. A shudder rushed through me. Was it truly him, or was I losing my mind? I refused to think it was just a coincidence. Either it was him, which would prove that the security hired by Killian hadn't done their job right, or it was someone who resembled Dylan all too much. If this was the latter, I wouldn't exclude the possibility that Dylan had actually hired someone to act as his doppelganger just to mess with me.I glanced at the backstage area and the exits. The security guards were everywhere. Even if Dylan had somehow sneaked inside, someone would have surely seen him and called the police. This room wasn't large enough

JOSIEI struggled to keep my nerves on the leash, but my composure was cracking more with every shallow breath I took. I was sitting in the backseat of a van with two men dressed in dark combat clothes on either side of me. My hands were tied with a nylon strap, but they put no restraints on my feet, nor did they blindfold me. Not that I could see a lot through the tinted windows in the middle of the night, but still, the not-blindfolding me part triggered all kinds of anxieties. They either didn't think I could recreate the road we were driving or they didn't plan to keep me alive to tell anyone about it…The one good thing was that no one had checked me. I didn't carry any weapons on me, and none of them suspected I could stand a threat. Surely, they had taken away my purse, but they'd missed the fact that I'd managed to hide my phone elsewhere. The only true “weapon” I possessed was currently stuffed inside my jacket's inner pocket. The problem was that I would be able to use it on

KILLIANNormally, I wouldn't have willingly dragged my ass to a place that could easily become a raging battlefield. I would have left it all for Gunner and his team to solve, but this was different. This was too personal to be left for someone else to handle.“Are you sure you're coming with us?” Gunner had asked while gathering his team. “I mean, I know you can shoot and fight as well as any of my men, but...”“They took her from me. I will watch them pay for it,” I'd told him then, and from that moment on, the determination to make it happen kept growing.The red dot pointed at an abandoned factory in the middle of nowhere—a perfect place for doing despicable things without being seen or heard. Knowing that Josie had been taken there was enough for my guts to twist. My fears and rage formed a feral mixture, and I already felt sorry for the asshole who would do something to push me off the edge.I wanted blood. Never in my entire life had I felt such a need for violence. Looking at

KILLIANHappy App's popularity exceeded my expectations tenfold. It had over one million downloads on the day of the official launch, and that number kept growing. Mia Sunshine's followers helped a lot in that department. Even though the night Josie had done that livestream with Mia was certainly the night I would gladly erase from my memory, nothing could change the fact that this was the factor that made the news about the Happy App go viral.Two days after the official launch, our Sales Department received hundreds of phone calls from companies more than willing to join the Happy Club and place special offers for the Happy App's users. Everyone seemed ecstatic about it—well, everyone except for Michael Kearn. From what I heard, he had tried to cause trouble before, but Josie had somehow managed to put him back in his place. Now he was infuriated enough to demand an immediate meeting with me. I happily obliged.“Director Kearn,” I greeted him, smiling. “What brings you to my office