×•×•× ALEXANDER'S POV וו×As soon as Cairo rushed to me, saying he heard Angela and her girls talking about Jordan, a warehouse, red paint, and ropes, I immediately knew who had planned it, and they were going to pay.Dearly…“And then you'll surely know where she is, then,” I thundered calmly as I walked in.They all shifted back in fear, obvious in their eyes even as they stared back—certainly not the same way the security was happy to see me leave.“Where is she—if you didn't do as claimed?” I asked. No answer yet, and my fucked-up patience was running out of time.I gently pointed the gun at them. Tyler stood—calm, staring straight into my eyes while the rest jumped back, including Angela.“Alex, just put the gun down, please. We can explain, I promise. We didn't do anything… In fact, in fact, it was Rachel. She knows,” Angela stuttered, shaking nervously.“What, me? Are you insane? You came up with the plan. Maybe you actually did it. You did say she was an obstacle to you and
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