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Chapter 76

Author: Destiny Williams
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"Don't do anything stupid, Bernice." Alexander's voice was taut as a thread, cutting through the silence in the room.

Bernice barely heard him. She was glued to her phone's screen. Her mind was caught in the endless loop of the video.

Luca sat on a chair, blindfolded, crying. Sobs racked his lean shoulders up and down. Every word deeper and deeper in the knife to her heart. That cold, dispassionate voice then ordered her to go to an address they would be mailing only to her and warned her about one thing: the minute she called in police, Luca was dead.

"I have to go, Alex." Her voice came flat, emotionless, as if fear and guilt so far had managed to completely numb her.

"No way," Alexander said, his hand slapping down onto the table. "You go nowhere. We have to get the police involved, trace that message. We can't just walk into a trap!"

"Don't you understand?!*" Bernice shrieked, her voice breaking. "They'll kill him if they see any police. My baby is out there, alone and terrified,
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