บททั้งหมดของ Her Fierce Revenge : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Chapter 41The Retrieval AttemptAriana’s POVThe drive to Jason’s school took eleven minutes. It felt like eleven years.Kylan drove with his hands locked on the wheel. His jaw stayed tight the whole way. Ariana kept the phone pressed to her ear. Patricia’s voice was sharp and fast on the other end.“Stay calm when you get there,” Patricia said. “Whatever papers they showed the school won’t hold up. But if you walk in yelling, you’d hand Sebastian the story he wants. And you will be tagged the Unstable mother. Big scene. Please don't give him that.”“Someone tried to take my son from his school.”“I know. Please walk in like a woman who has full custody and nothing to prove to them.”The parking lot came into view. She stepped out of the car before Kylan fully stopped. Her heels hit the pavement hard as she headed for the entrance.Principal Davies met her at the front office. Middle-aged, with kind eyes, the calm of someone who’d seen a hundred custody messes before.“He’s safe,” Da

What Marcus KnewAriana's POVMarcus Webb looked like a man who hadn't slept in days.I found him in the security office downstairs, hands wrapped so tight around a paper cup that his knuckles had gone white. His eyes shot to the door every time it moved. Like he expected someone to walk through it and finish what they started."Mr Webb," I said, sitting across from him. "Skylar says you know what happened to me six years ago."His throat moved. "I need protection first. Real protection. Legal immunity. Security. Everything. What I know could get me killed."Kylan stood by the wall, arms crossed, watching him the way you watch a man you're not sure you can trust yet."We can talk terms," Kylan said. "But we need to know what you have. Now."Marcus set the cup down. His hand was shaking so badly."I used to work with the transportation team at FrosTech. Before finance. Before any of this mess with the theft." His voice cracked. "Six years ago, I was told to hire a private mechanic. Off

The RansomAriana's POVThe flashlight shook in my hand. It wasn't from the cold, even though the canyon air had turned sharp and mean after the sun went down. I stood at the edge of the ravine and stared at the place where the search team found Marcus's jacket. The torn fabric and the dark stains showed clearly even from up here."No body," the lead officer said again as he climbed back up. Mud covered his boots. "Whoever was down there left signs of a struggle. I saw drag marks heading toward a service road on the other side. This wasn't an accident. Either was it a failed mission "Someone moved him," Kylan said before we arrived. He put words to what I already knew."Alive or otherwise, we just can't say yet." The officer's radio crackled. "We'll need daylight for a full search."My phone buzzed in my palm—unknown number.My chest tightened before I even looked at the screen. I held it out so Kylan could see. His jaw went hard."Pick it up," he said quietly. "Put it on Speaker."

Midnight ExchangeAriana’s POVThe old processing plant looked like it had been left there to rot years ago. Rust was found everywhere. The windows were boarded up. A weak light flickered over the loading dock.I parked right where the coordinates asked me to, with the forged papers in a plain envelope on the seat next to me. My hands only stayed steady because I made them.I touched the tiny earpiece under my hair. To be sure if they could hear me. “Can you hear me?”Kylan’s voice came right back, low but audible. “We hear you. We’re in position.”“Sebastian?”“Here.” “East side. My team’s ready the second Marcus is clear.”“Nobody moves until I say he’s safe,” I told them. “Not even a second early.”I got out of my car and headed into the cold. I walked toward the dock alone. Every step felt wrong. The door wasn’t locked. It opened into a big space lit by one hanging bulb. Shadows everywhere.Isabelle stood in the middle of it, calm as ever, like the place didn’t bother her at all.

The Empty AirfieldSebastian's POV"Say that again," I said, pushing myself upright despite the sharp pull of pain through my shoulder.Skylar stepped further into the room, tablet already turned toward me. "Isabelle's car. Security found it at a private airfield outside the city. Abandoned in a long-term lot.""When?""That's the problem." She glanced at Kylan, then back at me. "The flight logs show a charter left forty minutes before the raid at the processing plant even ended."My chest tightened. "She left before we knew she was gone.""She planned her exit before she ever sent you those coordinates," Kylan said grimly. "The whole exchange, the guard, the gunfire, all of it was cover. She was already in the air by the time Ariana walked into that warehouse."I swung my legs off the side of the bed, ignoring the IV line pulling at my arm."Sebastian, what are you doing?" Skylar's voice raised an alarm immediately."I need to see the flight plan.""You need to stay in that bed." Kyl