Cole's POV “Nolan has escaped.” The words landed like a bullet to the chest. “What?!” I barked, spinning toward Shawn so fast the chair behind me scraped loudly against the floor. “That’s not possible. I put Brad’s in charge. Personally.” Shawn didn’t flinch, didn’t look surprised by my reaction, just ran a hand through his hair and sighed like this was already expected. “It’s not his fault, Cole,” he said firmly. “Landon helped Nolan escape. That old man has always been up to no good, and this time he finally showed his hand.” “Fuck!” I cursed, dragging a hand down my face. My head was already pounding, my body still not fully recovered, and now this. I turned toward the door, my instincts screaming at me to move, to hunt, to crush the problem before it grew bigger. I was already halfway to the exit when Shawn grabbed my arm and yanked me back hard. “What do you think you’re doing?” he snapped. “Don’t even think about going back there until you sort it out here.” I
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