Chapter Twenty-two
“Jack.” My voice has disappeared, choked by fear. What does he want?
How is he out of jail? Why does he ha一ve Mia’s phone? The blood drains from
my face, and I feel dizzy.
“You do remember me,” he says, his tone soft. I sense his bitter smile.
“Yes. Of course.” My answer is automatic as my mind races.
“You’re probably wondering why I called you.”
“Yes.”
Hang up.
“Don’t hang up. I’ve been ha一ving a chat with your little sister-inlaw.”
What? Mia! No! “What ha一ve you done?” I whisper, trying to quell my fear.
“Listen here, you prick-teasing, gold-digging whore. You fucked up my life.
Grey fucked up my life. You owe me. I ha一ve the little bitch with me now. And
you, that cock-sucker you married, and his whole fucking family are going to
pay.”
Hyde’s contempt and bile shock me. His family? What the hell?
“What do you want?”
“I want his money. I really want his fucking money. If things had been different,
it could ha一ve been me. So you’re going to get it for me. I want five million
dollars, today.”
“Jack, I don’t ha一ve access to that kind of money.”
He snorts his derision. “You ha一ve two hours to get it. That’s it—two hours. Tell
no one or this little bitch gets it. Not the cops. Not your prick of a husband.
Not his security team. I will know if you do. Understand?” He pauses and I try
to respond, but my panic and fear seal my throat.
“You understand!” he shouts.
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Or I will kill her.”
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I gasp.
“Keep your phone with you. Tell no one or I’ll fuck her up before I kill her. You
ha一ve two hours.”
“Jack, I need longer. Three hours. How do I know that you ha一ve her?”
The line goes dead. I gape in horror at the phone my mouth parched with
fear, lea一ving the nasty metallic taste of terror. Mia , he has Mia. Or does he?
My mind whirrs at the obscene possibility, and my stomach roils again. I think
I’m going to be sick, but I inhale deeply, trying to steady my panic, and the
nausea passes. My mind rockets through t
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