The moment Raymond saw the location pop up on his phone, his hand froze. For a second, he didn't move. His eyes narrowed. His jaw locked. It wasn't just some random spot—they had taken her there? There of all places?
His grip on the phone tightened, veins rising along his knuckles as he muttered, "Are they mad?"
It was an abandoned property on the outskirts—a long-forgotten lodge hidden deep within the old Mirabel woods. He hadn't been there in years, not since he bought it under a dummy corporation, back when he still preferred to stay hidden from the world. It was far. Very far. A two-hour drive even with no traffic. And that fact alone made his blood boil.
They chose that place because they knew no one would reach her in time.
