Semua Bab Fool Me Once: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Cassie’s POVWith my nerves raw and my heart racing, I paced back and forth in the little interrogation room. Intangible strain pressed against my brain, and the air was heavy and dense. They had left me alone for hours. It felt like the chilly, white walls were closing in on me every second.Finally, the door opened, tearing me out of my desperate daydream. When Agent Harrow reappeared, his expression was as neutral as ever, and his eyes narrowed in a way that I couldn't quite place—a mix of urgency and something else.She said, "We need to discuss this, Ms. Jones," in a firm manner."Something about Jeffery?" I stepped forward, my voice desperate. "Did you find Eric?"A glimmer of uncertainty appeared in the corner of Agent Harrow's eyes as she paused. "Eric is nowhere to be found. But we discovered something else.My heart tightened with pain. "What?"She sat across from me, spreading out a pile of paper on the table. I saw account books, intricate charts, and pictures of faces I r

Cassie’s POVMy heart hurt terribly in my chest, my blood thundering in my ears as Jeffery positioned himself between Edward's menacing eyes and me. The air in the room was heavy with ominous tension, oppressing me as I fought to breathe.Edward's cold laughter echoed out into the blackness, cutting the silence like the keen edge of a knife."Spare your bluster, Jeffery," Edward growled, advancing slowly, his massive, menacing bulk framed against the faint emergency lighting. "But courage will save neither of you now."Jeffery stiffened, the muscles of his broad back tensing beneath my shaking fingers. He moved his massive, muscle-bound frame, standing firmly between Edward and me."You're underestimating us," growled Jeffery, his tone unshaken despite the danger.Edward's scowl snapped disdainfully in my direction, cold disdain radiating from his face. "Her? She has always been your Achilles' heel. I would have expected better from you than her foolish charm."Muscles bulging, gritte

Cassie’s POVMy heart thumped, the thunderous boom echoing in my head as Edward's glacial gaze drilled into me, the cold metal of his gun stiff, pushed hard against my chest."Cassie, sweetheart," Edward muttered, his voice as cold as ice, his lips curving into a sickening sneer, "you've never been anything but trouble."Jeffery stood tense beside me, his massive, muscular body locked, all of his well-developed muscles strained in resistance to the men restraining him. Veins in his neck bulged, distended with desperation and frustration. He attempted to push through the men restraining him—their number fewer than his gigantic power.Andrew remained silent, his expression a mask of culpability. His shoulders shook, but he could not look at me, his body attesting to the battle within. A brief flash of remorse in his eyes gave me hold of a thread of hope, though, at the time, I did not know that we would live long enough for it to matter.Edward's face fell, and he stepped back to take o

Cassie’s POVI paced worriedly back and forth in the hotel suite, the plush carpeting absorbing the frantic rhythm of my steps. Already, the dawn was seeping through the grey clouds beyond the windows, bathing the city below in stern, grim relief. All the shadows seemed to darken as if Ethan's message had summoned peril from all the dark corners of the city.Jeffery stood stiffly in front of the giant window, his big, muscular arms crossed on his broad chest, tension radiating in every taut muscle. His usually bright, emerald-green eyes were misty, brooding, his thoughts elsewhere. Even with the tension, his power and obstinacy seemed to radiate from him, a steady light that drew me closer."Jeffery," I finally whispered, stopping pacing to look at him, desperation seeping into my tone, "we have to do something. Ethan's threat changes everything."He exhaled sharply, thrusting a fist into his rumpled hair, darker and richer-looking against the muted dawn. His jaw clenched as he stared

Jeffery’s POVI strode back and forth inside the dimly lit room of my office, tension growing in the air and tightening around a spring inside me with each passing minute. My veins hummed with anxiety, muscles tensed under the starched façade of my shirt, every single cell in my body crying out to me that something was most certainly amiss.Cassie didn't answer. No calls had been made back since earlier this evening, and the clock crept towards midnight. Her silence was oppressive. She was responsible and cautious—she wouldn't just up and leave without a word. Not after all we'd been through.My fists were curled into hard balls, and my veins strained tight with anger and worry in my arms. My mind was filled with Cassie's sweet face—her big, beautiful eyes that glinted with obstinacy, the pout of her full lips when she was up to no good, the obstinacy of the line of her chin when confronted with difficulties. She was my vulnerability and my strength, and I could not risk losing her.I