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I dialed Caldwell's number immediately.  

"I saw it. You're not paying a dime." 

"What the hell am I supposed to do? I can't let him hurt Camille," he sounded stricken.  

Ten million dollars. Was that why Camille had looked so sad? Someone was blackmailing her. Possibly that Jordan. It made sense why she felt afraid and had lashed out at me instead.  

And what had I done? 

I had iced her out. Fuck. I grabbed a handful of my hair, trying to quell the agitation that had my blood boiling.   

She hadn't called or texted because she hadn't been able to. How could she have when some bastard had tied her up to a chair- how long had she been that way?  

"We'll track him down," I hissed, striding into my office.  

 

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