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My father’s life depends on it, and so does my own.

Vlad will scorch this earth to find me. I will never be free.

Jimmy deserves better.

Chapter 21

DECLAN

Iroll over and go to wrap my arms around my heartbreaker. But as my hand flops onto a cold pillow, my eyes open, and I sit up.

That fucking pain radiates in my chest.

She’s gone.

Jumping out of bed, I know this search is pointless, yet a tiny part of me hopes she is still here.

Checking my phone, I have one text.

I open it up and it’s Enzo with the location pin.

I look at the time. It was sent exactly ninety minutes ago. Shit. I look at the time and find some relief in the fact I still have forty minutes to get to that location still.

Dialing Finn, I rampage around the penthouse, and I’m right; her clothes are gone, and so is she.

No note. No text. Nothing.

Fuck.

“Meet me in the lobby in ten minutes,” I tell him as soon as he answers and throw my phone across the room.

I’ll get this done, then I’m going to find her.

That was more than a fuck. Having her in my arms, the world felt right. I don’t want to lose that feeling.

I don’t want to lose her.

I lookup at the wooden beam door frame, covered in Hawaiian-style colorful flowers, and frown, double checking the address on my sat nav.

I’m definitely in the right place.

A text pops up.

E

Go through the main bar and out the double doors at the back.

Okay then.

I follow the instructions, the bartender keeping his eyes laser focused on me as I slide open the door.

“Close it behind you,” he grunts behind me.

So I do.

An array of wooden tables and red hammocks fills the beach-style courtyard. I find Enzo sitting on his own, head down looking at his phone with a frown.

I clear my throat as I approach and he looks up.

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