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66. Find Him

Author: Angela Lynn Carver
last update Last Updated: 2024-08-10 02:07:21

Alexander Torres paced back and forth across the polished hardwood floor of his lavish study, his footsteps echoing in the tense silence. The grandfather clock in the corner ticked away the seconds, each one like a hammer blow against his nerves. His mind raced with dark thoughts, consumed by worry for his daughter Riley's safety.

She was out there somewhere, in the clutches of that vengeful madman River Foster. Alexander was no weakling, but he knew that River wasn't someone to be trifled with either. Especially now that he is the brother-in-law of Antonio Costello, Alexander's sworn enemy.

Alexander clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. He had to get Riley back, no matter the cost.

"Giovanni!" Alexander barked, his voice sharp with urgency. "Get in here, now!"

The door opened and Giovanni entered with hurried steps, his face etched with concern. "You called for me, boss?"

"I need an update on Foster. Tell me you've found something, anything, about why he took my daughter."
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