Leonard didn’t slow down.The city bled past the windows in streaks of white and red, but his focus stayed sharp, coiled tight around one thing Ruth. Alive or not. Breathing or not. Everything else was noise.The call replayed in his head again and again.She’s resilient.A taunt. A promise. A warning.He’d let too many people believe they could touch what was his.Never again.“East side,” Leonard said, voice low. “Warehouse corridor. Pull up three blocks out.”The driver obeyed without question.Leonard adjusted his cufflinks, fingers steady despite the storm ripping through his chest. Anger sat beneath his calm like a loaded weapon. Someone had taken her because of him. Used her as bait because they knew exactly where to strike.That truth burned worse than fear.They stepped out into the cold night. The warehouse loomed ahead, hollow and dark, its windows blind, its silence wrong. Too clean. Too controlled.Leonard lifted a hand. His men spread out, shadows dissolving into corn
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