Fred's POV“Hello, brother. How are you?”The moment my words reached the other end of the line, I heard Elias inhale sharply before his voice came through, frantic and furious at the same time.“Where is my child?” he demanded, and I could hear the panic beneath his anger. “Fred, where the hell is my child?”I leaned back against my seat and glanced through the rearview mirror at the small figure in the back seat before letting out a slow laugh. “That's no way to greet your brother after so long, Elias. I expected something warmer than that.”“Stop playing with me!” His voice cracked through the phone, and I could practically picture him pacing wherever he was. “Give me my child right now, or I swear to God, Fred, I will find you and kill you.”I laughed again, resting my elbow against the car door as I looked through the windshield. “You will kill me?” I repeated, amused by the threat. “What exactly are you going to do, Elias? Come running after me and hope you somehow manage to fin
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