The Escape Baldacci Novels & Stories

The black sheep of the Baldwin family, who’d built his own empire instead of fighting for a piece of his father’s. “Well, he certainly made up for the scandal instead of fighting for daddy’s scraps.” Alexander offered his arm. “Might be exactly what you need to forget his nephew.” I ignored his arm, walking past him. “I don’t need another Baldwin man in my life.” I arrived late enough to the Charity Gala that the party had already reached its peak. Everything in the ballroom looked like a dream. Or a nightmare, considering who I might run into tonight. “There’s your target,” Alexander whispered, nodding toward a man standing near the bar. “Nicholas Baldwin.”

The line clicked, and a familiar voice came through—steady, deep, and laced with command. “This is Alpha Blaise.” “Alpha, this is Dr. Hadley at New Hope. I — I’m afraid I have urgent news.” The doctor’s throat felt dry. “One of our patients has escaped. We’re searching, but we can’t locate her.” There was silence on the other end. Then Blaise’s tone hardened. “Who?” “Her name is Sarah. She—” The phone went dead for half a second. When Blaise spoke again, his voice was low and sharp. “How long?”

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His mind was still reeling from his earlier thoughts of Bella and Aaron when his phone rang, shattering the silence. He answered, and Mark's urgent voice came through the line. "Evan, I've got some bad news. Adrian has escaped from jail." Evan's heart skipped a beat. "What? How did that happen?" ********************************************

Looking at the passage of time bit by bit, he don't know why, he felt that the time passed really slowly. He took a bunch of flowers and started to go to pick up Ada Wood when his mobile phone rang. Looking at the strange number, Adair Carter was dazed for a moment, and finally answered the phone. After the phone was connected, a soft male voice came from the phone, "Mr. Carter, you are all right." It’s Bard Hunter's voice, Adair want to hang up the phone, but he stopped. "Don't hang up in a hurry. I'll call you. I just want to tell you that Wendy Smith escaped from prison when she saw the news that you and Ada Wood got married. Before she escaped, she kept saying that she wanted to revenge

Lirael's POV Standing on the balcony, penthouse lights casting a sterile glow, I clutch the whiskey glass, its coldness seeping into my palm. The cityscape sprawls before me, Wright Plaza a distant echo of the night Nathan delivered the news of Dad's arrest. Just like then, the lights burn bright in his office, a beacon of the relentless pursuit we share. A gnawing doubt coils in my gut. Is this the life we craved? The endless nights, the relentless climb, the hollowness that success seems to have wrought? We, the privileged sons, have everything at our fingertips, yet nothing that truly satisfies.

He clambered down from the bed and put on his pants. Triana sat up and drew the blanket over her body. She frowned as she watched Blaze go out of the room. "What is the matter?" Blaze asked, closing the door behind him. Gayle's worried expression made him frown harder. "Alma escaped," Gayle murmured dejectedly. "What?” Blaze exclaimed. “How?"

With trembling hands, I pulled out my phone and called my brother, Francis Haywood, the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. I whispered weakly, "Francis, come get me. I want to go home."

Once he was gone, I turned to her again. “Amara… do you know any such place? Anything that comes to mind. You worked with Nico with Alessandro. You knew them both better than anyone. Could there be something we’ve missed?” Amara studied me for a long moment, then took my phone when I held it out and scrolled through the Caelian sent me of all the possible hideouts the Baldocchi have. Her brow furrowed as she read, her silence stretching long enough for my heart to start hammering. Finally, she set the phone down and looked up, regret softening her eyes.

Not only that, they forced me to stay in a dingy, windowless basement apartment and saddled me with massive debt, leaving me to be beaten by loan sharks on a daily basis. Now, the comments were telling me that the person the three women loved most was me. All I could do was find that funny. Ignoring the comments, I stuck my head through the noose and kicked the stool away, allowing an overwhelming sense of suffocation to wash over me. Before my eyes appeared Mom and Dad's loving smiles. How nice. I was finally going home. "Don't worry, everyone! Elena is on her way! She might have a sharp tongue, but she'll save Daniel in the end."