Chapter 322
The door clicked shut behind Ine. Adam was checking emails when Thomas burst in, breathing hard.
*round them,” he blurted. “Jackson’s family
Adam’s head snapped up, emails forgotten. “Where?*
Thomas leaned in, dropping his voice. “Suburbs. But we missed them by minutes. Dinner still warm on the table, TV on–they ran.” He ran a hand through his hair. “They’re in the system for leaving the country. Fresh records,”
Adam’s jaw tightened. His fingers tapped a quiet rhythm on his armrest,
“Wait, there’s more,” Thomas added quickly. “The wife–Kelly–she ditched the escape plan at the last second. Never got on the plane. Our guys think she’s still in Silver City.” A hint of satisfaction crept into his voice. “Wright’s people are scrambling worse than
we are.”
Adam gave him a look that made the room temperature drop. “Next time, all the news at once. Not in chapters.”
“Right. Sorry.”
Adam turned to the window. “Zero in on the Old Quarter. That’s where they’ll hide her. Wright’s crew will be sloppy–they’re panicking.”
“On it.”
When the door closed, Adam stared at his reflection in the darkened glass. His eyes had turned cold and calculating.
Across town, Samantha wore a path in her bedroom carpet, each step making her heels click angrily. Her security guy hovered by the door looking uncomfortable.
“Disappeared?” She kept her voice down but couldn’t hide the fury. “You had one job–stick them on a plane!”
He fidgeted with his earpiece. “They were at the gate. Turned around during the final check and–poof.”
“A woman and a kid!” She grabbed a pillow, fought the urge to scream into it. “What, did they sprout wings?”
She spun toward her window, mind racing through scenarios, each worse than the last. If Adam got to them first…
“Find them,” she snapped, whirling back. Her voice cracked. “I don’t care if you have to tear this city apart brick by brick!”
10
When the door closed, Samantha crashed onto her bed face–first. One stupid plan. That’s all it had been–scare that Sterling woman back overseas. Now Tommy was in Adam’s hands, his family running scared, and Adam… God, Adam was hunting.
Sleep? Forget it. Every time she drifted off, she saw those cold blue eyes–not angry, worse. Calculating. The look that made CEOS quit before they got fired. By morning, she looked awful.
Her phone buzzed. She pounced on it.
“Got them,” her guy said without greeting. “Cheap motel in Old Quarter. Team’s closing in.”
She sagged against the headboard. “Lock it down. No more mistakes.
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