Ryan didn’t even wait for full discharge before leaving the hospital. He pulled the bandage tighter on his arm like it was nothing and rushed out with Rocas. His steps were fast, breathing hard, eyes red like fire.Ava tried to follow but he blocked her out. “Ava just stay with your mom please, I don’t want you near danger.”Ava shook her head. “Ryan she is my friend too! I can’t sit here and watch.”Mrs Harrison held her hand. “Ava stay. Let him go. He knows what he is doing.”Ryan didn’t speak again. He slammed the car door and Rocas drove off in speed.The night road was dark, wind heavy, everything quiet like something big was coming. Ryan kept checking his phone as if Clara would call. His chest rose and fell fast. His mind was blaming him for not getting there sooner.“Boss are you sure this is the right warehouse?” Rocas asked.Ryan nodded slowly. “They moved her here. Clara is strong. She will try to escape. I know her.”Rocas swallowed. “But what if they catch her agai

Everything became slow for Ryan. The tall man’s gun was still pointed at his head. Clara was lying on the ground, her breathing weak, her hair messy, blood on her hand. The man Ryan fought earlier was still groaning beside them.But Ryan’s eyes were on the shadow behind the tall man.Someone was coming.The tall man did not notice. He was too focused on Ryan.“Move any closer and I shoot you first,” the tall man said, pushing the gun harder.Ryan raised his hands slowly. His chest went up and down fast. Sweat dripped down his face. He looked at Clara again. Her tears fell silently.“Ryan… don’t die… please don’t…” she whispered.Her voice broke Ryan inside, but he stayed calm.The tall man smiled small. “I like this. I like when brave men become soft because of a woman.”Ryan’s jaw tightened. His fists shook.“Let her go,” he said quietly.The tall man laughed. “And lose my leverage? Never. You are more dangerous than you look, Ryan. We know everything. Your background. Your str

Ryan’s whole body went cold.That voice… That tone… That heavy command.It was a voice he heard when he was small. A voice that used to shout his name in training. A voice that disappeared from his life when everything went wrong.His uncle looked at him with tired eyes. “Ryan… you know who that is.”Ryan shook his head slowly, fear and confusion mixing in his chest. “It can’t be… he can’t be alive… Uncle tell me it’s not him.”Clara held Ryan’s hand tight. Her hands were shaking. “Ryan… who is that? Who is coming?”Rocas looked around even though he was injured. “Boss, we need to move. Now. Whoever is coming… they sound too many.”The footsteps drew closer. Branches breaking. Dry leaves crunching. Multiple heavy boots.Ryan’s uncle wiped the blood running down his stomach. “Listen to me. Keep Clara behind you. Do not let her out of your sight.”Clara was breathing fast. “Ryan please… please don’t let them take me again.”Ryan squeezed her hand. “They won’t. I swear on my li

Ryan rushed into Clara’s room the moment the alarm started ringing. His heart was beating fast, his chest tight like someone was holding it. Nurses were running in and out, shouting for oxygen and emergency kits.Clara was lying on the bed, her face pale and her lips turning light. Her chest was not moving. She was not breathing.Ryan froze at the doorway, his whole world shaking.“What… what is happening?!” he shouted.A nurse pushed him back a little. “Sir please let us work! She stopped breathing!”Ryan felt his legs go weak. “No… no… Clara breathe… please breathe…”Mrs Harrison held her chest. “Oh God… oh God… not my daughter… please…”Ava was already crying. “Clara please wake up… please…”Ryan moved forward again. “Let me stay beside her. I am not leaving.”The doctor nodded quickly. “Okay, stay, but don’t touch anything.”Ryan stood beside the bed, his hands shaking badly.One nurse pressed a mask on Clara’s face. Another checked her pulse. Another prepared a syringe.“Her

Ryan’s heart raced as the gun pointed at them. Clara clutched his arm, shaking. Ava held her sister tight, while Mrs Harrison whispered prayers under her breath. Ryan’s uncle whispered low, “Stay calm… wait for the right moment.” The shadow moved closer, gun aimed straight at the car. Ryan’s hands gripped the steering wheel tight. Suddenly, flashing lights appeared behind the van. Red and blue lights reflected off the walls of the street. “What…?” Ryan muttered. A loud siren blared. Police vehicles screeched to a stop. Officers jumped out, shouting, “Drop your weapons! Now!” The gunman froze. Ryan’s uncle whispered, “Now!” The gunman panicked. He tried to run, but officers quickly surrounded him. Another kidnapper jumped out from behind the van, but the police tackled him to the ground. Rocas breathed hard. “Finally… help is here.” Ryan kept driving slowly, keeping Clara and the family safe. The remaining kidnappers were caught by surprise. Some tried to escape i