UNBREAKABLE BOND
“You think I would risk Elodie’s life without a plan?”
Bryce’s smirk faltered.
Williams leaned closer, his words deliberate, every syllable sharp as a blade. “The men you thought were just guards? They’re Special forces, trained for combat."
Bryce blinked, confusion flashing across his battered face.
“And there’s more,” Williams continued, his grip tightening on Bryce’s shirtfront. “Every strike, every scream, every desperate word from your mouth—it’s all being recorded. Body cams. Live feed. Broadcasted to the right people. You won’t crawl out of this one, Bryce. You’re finished.”