Chapter 200
Unknown.
A chill swept down my spine.
Neither of us moved for a moment. Then, with a sharp inhale, Alex swiped to answer and put the call on speaker.
The moment the line connected, a voice slithered through.
“Well, well,” the voice drawled, slow and mocking. “From the sound of it, that must be Alex.”
My stomach twisted violently.
Nathan.
I gripped the edge of the table to keep myself up, my knees wanting to buckle out from under mé.
Alex’s face set in stone. “Where’s Faith?” he bit out, his voice like steel.
Nathan gave a low laugh. “Not even a hello? Manners, Alex. Where’s pretty boy? Is he too drunk to come to the phone?”
Alex’s hand tightened around the phone. “If you want someone to talk to, you talk to me.” His voice was controlled, but I could almost hear the fury seething beneath it. “Now tell me where the hell is Faith?”
Nathan let out a dramatic sounding sigh. “I really don’t like your tone, Alex.”
“I don’t give a damn what you like,” Alex barked. “If you’ve hurt her—‘
“Relax,” Nathan cut in. “She’s alive… for now.”
I thought I was going to vomit.
Alex’s body went rigid beside me, every muscle wound to breaking.
“What do you want?”
Silence.
Then Nathan’s voice dropped again, darker.
“A little birdie told me Raina’s back home.”
My blood went icy.
I could feel Alex’s gaze on me, but I couldn’t look away.
Natan laughed again, as if he could hear my fear through the phone. “Now, that’s interesting, isn’t it? You just couldn’t stay away,
I swallowed hard, my whole body paralyzed in place.
Nathan hummed. “Here’s how this is going to work. I want her. And only when I get her will I let Faith go.”
The air in the room became suffocating.
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