Chapter 267
Irene’s stomach knotted, but sh kept her face blank, mind racing as she assessed escape routes. The door was blocked by two bulky figures. The window might be her only chance.
One man stepped closer, his smile making her skin crawl. “Don’t look so scared, doctor. We just want to be friendly.”
Irene sucked in a breath and bolted for the window. A hand snagged her blouse, fabric tearing with a sickening rip as she was yanked backward. She crashed onto the mattress, dust puffing up around her.
“Don’t try that again,” the man growled, looming over her Be good, and maybe we’ll let you go when we’re done.”
Despite her hammering heart, Irene glared up. “You have no idea what you’ve done. Adam Haven will rip this city apart looking for
me.”
Laughter circled the room. “The wheelchair guy? What’s he gonna do, run us over?”
They moved closer. Irene kicked out, connecting with a shin. “Back off!”
But they were too many, too strong. One pinned her shoulders while another grabbed her ankles.
“Stop fighting,” the leader hissed, his face close enough that she could smell stale alcohol. “You’re not going anywhere tonight.”
As they held her down, Irene’s thoughts turned to Adam. The quiet strength behind his eyes. The way his jaw tightened when he was worried. How he’d looked at her that night in the car, like she was something precious he was afraid to name.
Adam, please. Find me.
The helplessness crushed her more than the physical threat–being trapped in a foreign country with no one knowing where she
was.
She bit her lip, iron filling her mouth as she fought back tears. If anyone can find me, it’s you.
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Back at the hospital, Adam cut his meeting short and checked his watch as the car pulled up to the entrance. It had been less than an hour since his last message to Irene. No sign of her.
“Call Dr. Sterling,” he told Thomas, who was already dialing.
A familiar ringtone caught his attention. Thomas followed the sound fishing Irene’s phone from beside a storm drain.
“Sir.” His voice tightened. “It’s hers.”
Adam’s fingers dug into his armrests until the metal groaned. “Find anyone who saw something.”
Thomas returned minutes later with a young woman who couldn’t quite meet Adam’s eyes.
“Four men,” she said, twisting her hands. “They grabbed her. She fought back–hurt one of them pretty bad in the knee–but they were ton strong. Black van, headed east.”
Something in Adam napped. He slammed his fist against the armrest so hard the woman jumped back.
“Whoever touched her,” he growled, his voice deadly quiet, “will wish they’d never been born.”
Thomas took a small step back, his usual poker face slipping. This wasn’t the calculated Adam Haven he knew this was something raw and dangerous he’d never witnessed before.
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Adam closed his eyes, dragging in a breath. When he opened them, they were razor–sharp.
Get every security person we have. Check all cameras in the area. Call the police and everyone we know here.” His words were sharp and fast. “Full search. Now.”
He turned to Thomas. “Use everything we have. Money doesn’t matter. I want her found in three hours.”
Adam picked up Irene’s phone, his finger tracing the cracked screen. His next words came out barely audible, “Nobody touches
what’s mine.”
Fury and helplessness crashed over him. He slammed his fist against his legs. “Damn this chair! Damn these useless legs!”
تم
Thomas moved quickly, phone already at his ear. “Local team mobilizing, sir. All personnel converging.”
Adam straightened,ice replacing fire. “Prep my helicopter and security team. Grid search of the eastern sector.”
He stared down the road where the van had disappeared. For a moment, his face showed everything he usually kept hidden.
“I’m coming for you,” he said, knuckles white on his armrests. “Just hold on.”
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