VICTORIAThe moment Isabella said the word gun, something in me went very still.I didn’t panic or let fear cloud my thoughts. I was focused.I didn’t raise my voice. I didn’t ask useless questions. I didn’t tell her to fight or stall or be brave. Isabella didn’t need that. She needed me to be sharp.“Put it on speaker,” I said calmly.There was a pause. Then I heard a small shuffle in the background.“It’s on,” a man said. It wasn’t Daniel. This was a different voice, and it sounded confident and annoying at the same time.“Good,” I replied. “Now tell me where you are.”The man laughed. “Straight to business. I like that.”“I don’t,” I said. “Talk faster.”There was another pause. I could hear Isabella breathing. She was brave, holding it together like this.“For now, all you need to know is that she’s alive,” the man said.“That’s not enough,” I replied.“It should be.”I leaned back in my chair and crossed my legs. Clark stood across the room, already moving, while trying to read m
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