Mile roared in fury, throwing another punch <b>aimed </b>straight for the man’s temple. If this hitnded, it would be a guaranteed kill,
The crowd around them had grown. Some bystanders were even recording with their phones, eager for some drama to post online. If Mike killed the gay, b
he’d be
facing serious consequences himself.
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In a split–second decision, Felicia licked the middle–<b>aged </b><b>man </b>in the side, causing him to stumble, Mile’s punch veered off course, smashing into the man’s nose
Instead
The sound of breading bone was unmistakable.
Blood gushed <b>from </b>the man’s nose as he let out a scream <b>and </b>copsed. His nose was <b>clearly </b>done for, but at least he wasn’t dead.
Mike turned, his <b>eyes </b><b>zing</b>. <b>When </b><b>he </b><b>saw </b>it <b>was </b>Felicia, the <b>veins </b>on his hand bulged as he clenched his fist. It took every ounce of <b>his </b>self–control not <b>to </b>hit her<b>. </b>
“Move,” he growled out one cold and menacing wood,
Behind him, his driver stepped forward as he was unable to hold back. The <b>man </b>gently tagged on Felicia’s sleeve and said, “Miss, Mr. Lawson’s daughter has been kidnapped. We don’t know where she is. Please don’t interfere!”
Felicia ignored the driver. Her eyes stayed locked on Mikor as she asked, “The calming sachet I made for Sandra–did you have her <b>carry </b>it with her?”
Mike was still teetering on the edge of losing <b>control</b><b>, </b><b>and </b>his bloodshot eyes looked wild. But her question broke through <b>his </b>haze of <b>rage</b>.
If Sandra still had that sachet on her, there was a reason Felicia would ask She wouldn’t have brought it up otherwise.
“It’s on her,” Mike said quickly.
“Good,” Felicia replied. “Take me to where Sandra disappeared. Now.”
She ced <b>a </b>hand on his shoulder, her tone steady and efficient. There’s an herb in that sachet with a very distinct scent. <b>I </b>can track it”
The second he heard her exnation, Mike’s anger evaporated.
Without wasting another second, he bulldozed through the crowd, shoving his driver aside. He climbed into the car and <b>took </b>the wheel himself, speeding toward the spot where Sandra had gone missing
On the way, Felicia asked for the details.
Mike drove like a man possessed, though his demeanoc had settled somewhat. He exined the situation in clipped sentences
Sandra had just been out with the family’s nannies for <b>a </b>fun outing. At some point, there was some sort ofmotion. When they turned back around, Sandra <b>was </b>
It had been nearly two hours since she
sappeared.
During this time, Mike had spared no expense, locking down every exit from the city andunching a relentless search. <b>So </b>far, they had only managed to catch one person a middle–aged man. It was the same mas Felicia had just seen, the one whose nose Mike had broken.
Unfortunately, they weren’t able to get any useful information out of him
Felicia figured the man probably wasn’t holding back. Most likely, he genuinely didn’t know anything. If this was <b>a </b>kidnapping ring, they would’ve had <b>a </b>hierarchy. The middle–aged man was probably a low–level grunt kot responsible for a single task. He wouldn’t know where Sandra had been taken novelbin
The thought filled Felicia with <b>a </b><b>cold </b>fury
Her brows furrowed as she recalled Roberta, who was trafficked and held captive. The monsters who did these things deserved nothing short of hell.
They <b>arrived </b>at the spot where Sandra had been <b>taken</b>.
It was outside a bustling shopping center filled with families and kids. There was even a y area neachy for children
Felicia got out of the car and closed her eyes, trying to focus on the <b>scents </b>camed by the wind.
It was chand
The air was thick with <b>a </b>jumble of smells. Someone nearby was selling flowers, so the sweet scent of roses and sunflowers lingered in the breeze. Cigarette smoke watted from a group of men on the za. Further off, food vendors were selling snacks, with the sugary aroma of candled apples standing out among the rest.