Semua Bab Meet My Overprotective Brothers : Bab 141 - Bab 150

The news broke within an hour. Sterling Heiress Abducted in Broad Daylight. Cora Sterling Kidnapped in Coordinated Attack. Sterling Family Under Siege Again.Every news outlet picked it up. Television. Radio. Social media. The story spread like wildfire consuming dry brush.Details emerged quickly. Eyewitnesses at the intersection. Traffic camera footage showing the vans boxing in the limousine. The masked men. The weapons. Cora being dragged away while her father watched helplessly.The Sterling family tried to control the narrative but it was impossible. Too many people had seen it happen. Too much footage existed. Within two hours, the abduction video was everywhere.Ryan stood in the estate's security command center watching the footage play on repeat. Trying to find something. Anything. A license plate. A distinguishing mark. Some clue about who these people were.Nothing. The vans were stolen. Reported missing three days ago from a rental lot across town. The plates were fake. T

The interview requests started within hours of the abduction going public. Every major news network. Cable channels. Morning shows. Evening programs. Everyone wanted Alexander Sterling to appear. To talk about his daughter's kidnapping. To plead for her safe return on camera.Ethan's phone had not stopped ringing since noon. Producers. Journalists. Public relations firms offering to manage the family's media response. Everyone wanting a piece of the Sterling family tragedy."Mr. Sterling, this is Sandra from Channel Seven News," one voicemail said. "We would love to have your father on our evening broadcast to discuss the kidnapping. Our viewers are very concerned and—"Ethan deleted it. Moved to the next one."This is Robert from Good Morning America. We understand this is a difficult time but we think your father's story could really help generate leads. Public awareness is crucial in cases like—"Delete."Mr. Sterling, this is the producer for Dateline. We are planning a special ep

The breakthrough came on day six. Ryan's specialized team reported they had tracked digital communications to a location thirty miles outside the city. An abandoned industrial complex that had been purchased two months ago by a shell company."This is it," one of the operatives said over encrypted phone. "Multiple heat signatures inside. Recent vehicle activity. Security measures that are way too sophisticated for an abandoned building."Ryan gathered his brothers immediately. "We have a location. High confidence. My team wants to move tonight.""What about law enforcement?" Ethan asked. "Should we bring in FBI for the extraction?""And risk the kidnappers getting spooked and killing Cora?" Ryan replied. "No. My team goes in quietly. Confirms she is there. Then we decide next steps."Alexander insisted on being part of the planning despite Caleb's objections. "She is my daughter. I am not sitting this out."They spent hours preparing. Reviewing building layouts. Planning entry points.

"I was talking about Ethan," Ryan said quickly. "Not me. I was accusing Ethan of having feelings for Cora. Not admitting my own."Alexander's eyes narrowed. "You were accusing your brother of having romantic feelings for your sister?""Yes," Ryan confirmed. "Because he does. Anyone with eyes can see it.""That is absurd," Ethan said. "Father, this is Ryan deflecting. Trying to distract from the fact that he wants to interrogate Liam violently.""I do not care about interrogation tactics right now," Alexander replied. He looked directly at Ryan. "I care about what you just said. About romantic feelings. About Cora. Explain yourself."Ryan hesitated. This was not how he wanted this conversation to happen. Not in a hallway. Not with everyone exhausted and emotional. Not when Cora was still missing."There is nothing to explain," Ryan said finally. "I was angry. I said something stupid. That is all.""It did not sound stupid," Alexander observed. "It sounded very specific. You accused Eth

Ryan's brain was fuzzy. Too much scotch. Too much emotion. The voice on the phone was demanding money but Ryan could not think straight."I do not believe you," Ryan said. The words came out slurred. "You could be anyone. Some scammer who saw the news and decided to try extorting us.""This is not a scam," the voice replied sharply."Prove it then," Ryan challenged. He was standing now. Pacing his apartment. The room spinning slightly from the alcohol. "Anyone could claim they have Cora. Prove you actually have her.""I told you—" the voice started."No," Ryan interrupted. His anger cutting through the drunken haze. "You do not get to make demands without proof. You want ten million dollars? Fine. But I need to know you actually have my sister. Not just her name. Not just details from news reports. I need to hear her voice. Need her to tell me something only she would know."Silence on the other end. Ryan could hear muffled conversation. Someone talking in the background. Then the voi