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“What if she hurts him? What do I do—”

“Lincoln, they want the money. He’s their ticket.”

If I’d chargedher to get him back, she might have hurt him.

I couldn’t take that risk.

But the utter fear on his face was stamped in my brain. Would be forever. What agony and terror he must be going through. I was petrified and the gun had only been pointed at me for a mere second. Though it had been far more frightening when she turned the gun on him.

What if this traumatized him permanently? What if he was never the same? Because I’d let him down.

I’d never forgive myself.

I wasn’t going to anyway.

Even if it was the last thing I ever did, I would get him back to Lexie.

“That’s it.” She pointed to a five-story building that appeared unoccupied and dilapidated. We weren’t far from the property I wanted Beau to purchase.

Lexie and Eric had grown up in one of those horror houses.

Her phone rang and she picked up before a second tone sounded. “Where are you?” She paled and hung up. “They’re in our old apartment.”

She swallowed hard but pushed open the door. I grabbed the duffel bag and followed her to the entrance.

The glass was busted out and the lock was gone.

“Where is the apartment? I’ll go get him. You stay out here.”

She shoved past me as if I wasn’t moving fast enough. She turned on the flashlight on her phone. Her shoulders were tense as she darted up the steps. She danced around holes in the floor as if she had them memorized from years of practice.

A rat scurried across the third-floor landing. She kept going past as if she hadn’t noticed.

The walls were dank and stained from water leaks. It smelled as if it had been closed up for a decade. And I wasn’t sure the structure was safe enough to support us.

Lexie stopped in front of a fourth-floor apartment. She hesitated only for a moment before she kicked the door open.

Her father grinned when she burst inside. “Hi, baby doll. No hug for your daddy?”

Lexie frantically looked around. “Where’s Eric?”

His expression turned serious. “Where’s my money?”

“You get nothing until we have him back.”

Donnie Logan slowly looked at me as if just realizing I was there. “You brought your fancy pants sugar daddy? From now on you can pay me for the ‘services’ she gives you.”

I was going to kill him. As soon as we got Eric back, I would put my bare hands around his neck and squeeze the life out of that bastard.

“The sooner you return Eric, the sooner you get your money.”

He leaned on the wall. “I think the deal has changed. If you brought what I asked, that’s just the down payment. You’re gonna owe me for both of my children. In cash. Every week.”

Lexie screamed as she charged at the opening he blocked. “Eric!” she cried as she plowed into him.

“Oomph.” He doubled over but caught her leg as she leaped over him.

He tackled her to the floor and held her down.

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