Chapter 150
Chapter 150
-Hailey-
Shawn.
My mind had been screaming in a dozen different octaves. Now it was utterly silent.
The pieces started to click together.
Had Shawn really sent that perfectly timed text the other day?
Or had it been Anatoly texting me from Shawn’s phone?
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I knew Anatoly had been watching that whole interaction between me and Logan. And I knew he loved stealing my friends‘ phones. Had he had Shawn this entire time?
The two suited m
m forward. His boots dragged through the gravel. They stopped a few feet from Anatoly, who
hadn’t move
He log
an watching a waiter deliver his meal.
the back of Shawn’s knees. He let aught himself on his shoulder beca
going on?!” His voice sounded both a
uffled yelp under the sack and collapsed forward. He hit nds were zip–tied behind his back.
panicked, distorted by the fabric. “Let me go, you fucking
lly lifted his eyes from the man writhi
warned to come alone,” he said. It was
und of his voice or in my gut.
—
so calm, so utterly
was the same stupid, defiant anger that
You didn’t come alone either, asshole wildly toward Shawn. “And you obvi this?”
Shawn went still. “Hailey?” His is that you?”
Anatoly didn’t answer me sharp tug
Shawn blinked fast. fresh–looking pur
His eyes darts
d, up to me. His expression was almost bored.
ur, but it reached me sharp and clear.
whatever spell I was under. Anger lanced through the cold
him, that had made me call him. It was all I had.
pice sounded thin and shaky compared to my rage. I gestured
come alone. Was this part of your plan all along? To drag him into
The annoyance was gone and terror was replacing the panic “Hailey,
toward Shawn. He reached down and pulled the hood off of him with a
te light. His face was streaked with sweat and grime. His left cheek had a
r Anatoly standing over hun. Then his eyes found me, standing alone a few
is this? Who are these guys!”
atically. Nothing about this was okay at just stay calm.”
1:35 pm P PPP.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
