Isabella stared at Harrison for a while when he said nothing and didn’t lean close to kiss her.She pressed down her lips and exhaled softly. “Thank you for coming.” she said.The kiss was simple, and it stirred something unwanted in Harrison’s chest. Desire was the last thing he needed right now. Not when she was this frightened, and not when the job was to protect her, not to want more for her or give her the false hope that he might like her back.Harrison cleared his throat and reached for her phone again, even though he had already read every word. “Let me look through these once more. Sometimes the wording gives something away.”Isabella understood. He saw it in the small tilt of her head. She did not call him out on the excuse. She only nodded and sat back, giving him space.Harrison scrolled through the messages again, slower this time. Harrison stared at the villa for a long time and exhaled, every idea keeps pointing to James. Harrison filed the thought away. He would check

Harrison had been searching for close to an hour. He asked a few people who he had seen when going into the parking lot about the man in black hat and jacket, but none of them had a clue.Harrison looked along the side of the restaurant where the staff parked their cars. He found the tourist and asked three different people if they had seen that stranger in dark jacket, but no one had noticed anything unusual.Harrison ran his hand through his hair and groaned to himself. He took out the note and glanced at it again, letting out a soft chuckle.“You must be too scared to show up, hiding like a scared little cat.” He muttered. He folded the paper again and put it away. Letting out a heavy sigh, he turned and headed back to the restaurant, he had told Isabella to stay there and wait for him, she must be getting worried. It was late already.Harrison walked back to toward the restaurant and his step slowed when he heard the noise and then saw people standing instead of sitting. Chairs h

Harrison slide into the driver seat of the car he drove to the Williams mansion, he started the engine and drove into the dark streets, already turning over every details he had collected, looking for the one thread that would lead him to Isabella.Old Mr. Williams had given him the last thread of information he needed. Now the trail of the abductors was a little bit clear enough to follow, but his mind was already calculating where they might have taken her, how many men guarded her, and how little time he had?While driving, his phone rang and he stepped on the brake, pulling over at the side of the road.Harrison glanced at the screen, it was Mia, he quickly answered the call. “Hello,”Mia’s voice was soft as they came from the other end of the line. “It’s me. I… I just wanted to hear from you. I miss you.”Harrison’s gaze shifted to the street lamp, his heart raced softly and he parted his lips. “I’m listening.”“It’s been days, Harrison.” she said softly. “I’ve not heard from you

Harrison drove away through a different route to carry his investigation, first he had to go pay a visit to the three men Old Mr. Williams had listed out as enemies to the William’s family business.Harrison returned to the industrial area and continued his search. The information from Old Mr. Williams pointed to several possible contacts. One of them was a man who often moved goods at night and had been seen near the places where the abductors operated. That man became his next focus.Harrison followed the suspect from a distance, he stayed far enough that the man would not notice, yet close enough to see every stop and ever meeting. The man visited a small shop, spoke to a driver, then walked toward a warehouse at the district.All the while, a spy who had been following Harrison watched him from the side streets. It was one of Jacob Bryan’s men who also happened to be in the area.That man had been checking old routes after the earlier ambush. When he caught a clear view of the fac

The men worked quickly when Harrison went still. They checked his pulse, bounded his wrists and carried him to a dark van waiting at the end of the alley. No one on the street saw this. The whole action lasted less than ten minutes from the first step out of the shadows to the closing of the van doors.Inside the vehicle one man spoke into a phone. “We have him, we are on our way.”At the other ended of the line, Jacob chuckled to himself, then breathed a breath of relief. Harrison was finally at his grasp and soon he would sit in the storage building by the river, unable to move, and the questions would begin. After the answer, there would be no more threat.The van drove through the street, taking side roads to avoid cameras. Harrison lay still in the back, eyes closed, body relaxed as if the chemical still held him.In truth the effect was already fading. He kept his breathing even and his muscles loose. He listened to the voices of the men, and counted each turns they took on the