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Chapter 358
“You sanctimonious fool! This isn’t about murder! This is about survival! Order! You think the world runs on your childish morals? Those women were loose ends. Now, because of you, they’re loose ends with legs, running to God knows who!” Richard shot.Robert stood, his calm more terrifying than Richard’s rage. “The question isn’t about your motives, Harry. The question is about your future.” He gestured to the room, the house, the world it represented. “This can still be yours. The name. The wealth. A place at the table.”He paused, letting the offer hang in the air like a lifeline over a pit. “Renounce what you did. Help us find them. Help us clean up the mess you made.”Richard stepped closer, his voice dropping to a desperate, paternal growl. “This is your last chance, son. Be a man. Be part of this family. Or…” He trailed off, the alternative too grim to voice.Robert finished it for him, his tone chillingly matter-of-fact. “Or you will be excised. You will be locked away. Not in
Chapter 357
As Wilfreda and Janelle descended a narrow service staircase into the lower depths of the estate, the atmosphere changed. The sterile, dungeon-like halls gave way to corridors with keypad-locked doors, visible security cameras in every corner, and the low murmur of radios.They pressed themselves into an alcove as a pair of guards marched past, armed not with rifles but with compact submachine guns, their eyes scanning professionally. Wilfreda’s heart, already hammering from the run and the horror of leaving Harry, sank into a cold, leaden weight. “We can’t,” Janelle breathed, her voice trembling with a new kind of fear. “Wilfreda, look at it. We’ll never get through. They’ll cut us down before we take two steps.”Wilfreda’s mind raced, assessing with a clarity born of desperation. Janelle was right. Harry’s directions had gotten them to the beast’s lair, but they had no weapons, no codes, no disguises. Charging that checkpoint wasn’t bravery; it was suicide. A suicide that would w
Chapter 356
Down the corridor, Wilfreda skidded to a stop. Janelle, a few paces ahead, turned back, her eyes wide with panic. "Wilfreda, come on!"But Wilfreda had heard it. The sickening thud of blows landing, the choked cry of pain that was unmistakably Harry's. It sliced through her focus like a shard of glass. Her feet felt rooted to the spot. Helsin was ahead, in terrible danger. But Harry was behind them, and that gun... she’d seen it in Christopher's hand."We can't leave him," she whispered, the words tearing from her throat. "Janelle, he'll kill him."Janelle ran back, grabbing Wilfreda's arm. Her grip was surprisingly strong. "Wilfreda, listen to me! He told us to run. He's buying us time. If we go back, we all get caught and Harry's sacrifice is for nothing."Tears streamed down Wilfreda's face, a torrent of anguish and guilt. She was being torn in two. The memory of Harry's arms around her, his vow—"Where you go, I go"—warred with the image of her mother, alone and at Robert's mercy.
Chapter 355
“Christopher,” Harry said, his voice carefully level. He subtly shifted, placing himself more squarely between the threat and Wilfreda and Janelle. “This doesn’t have to get worse. Just walk away. Things are bad enough as it is.”Christopher’s lazy smile widened into something cruel and knowing. He took a slow, deliberate step forward, his polished shoes clicking on the stone. “Walk away? While you play the hero with our fathers' property?” He let out a low, mocking chuckle. “You always were a slow learner, Harry. But maybe you’re confused about the fundamentals.”His cold eyes flicked to Wilfreda, then back to Harry. “Let me remind you, in case your dear old Dad never spelled it out. That O’Connor name you’re so recklessly defending? The blood you think you’re betraying?” He paused for maximum effect. “It’s not in your veins. It’s not in mine. We’re both just… well-cared-for cuckoos in the nest. Any attempt to protect a true O’Connor bloodline…” he gestured dismissively at Wilfreda,
Chapter 354
Harry watched the standoff, his own plan crumbling. He had envisioned a clean, if dangerous, extraction: two hostages out, one tragic loss. A brutal calculus he could maybe live with. But this stubborn, interconnected refusal to abandon one of their own was something else entirely. It was the antithesis of the cold, transactional world he'd lived in since he returned to start living with Richard.He saw the resolve in Wilfreda's eyes, a mirror of the fierce defiance he remembered from the café. He saw the terrified courage in Janelle's, a loyalty that transcended self-preservation. They were a unit, and in that moment, it felt as though breaking them, even for their own good, was just another kind of violation.A heavy sigh, born of exhaustion and a sudden, shocking admiration, escaped him. The keys felt like lead in his hand.The path of least resistance, the coward's path, he now saw, was to insist, to force Janelle out. But looking at these two women, one his cousin, one a strang
Chapter 353
Time lost all meaning in the windowless cell. It could have been minutes or hours since Helsin was taken. The silence was a living thing, pressing in on them, broken only by Janelle’s occasional, shuddering breaths and the distant, indeterminate hum of the building’s machinery.Wilfreda held Janelle, her own mind a tempest of dread and furious, impotent planning. Every footstep in the corridor outside sent a fresh jolt of terror through them, each one a potential herald of their own doom.Having watched Helsin being dragged away earlier had really done something to them psychologically, and even if they didn't really want to admit it, both of them were already afraid that something bad might have happened to them, and that one of them would be next in line.Then, a new sound. Not the usual heavy, synchronized tread of the guards. This was lighter, quicker. A single set of footsteps, approaching with a strange urgency. They stopped right outside their cell.A key scraped in the lock.J
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