Chapter 241

The two hours since the alarm had alerted Trees that someone had infiltrated his property had been among the worst of his life. He’d tried a hundred times to call Laila. Nothing. And he had no idea what the fuck was going on. The intruder had shot out every surveillance camera inside the house. So all Trees knew? An asshole wearing a ski mask had shattered his living room window, then climbed in through the gaping hole. Twenty minutes later, he’d walked out with Laila at his side—no struggle, no gun, no coercion necessary. She’d merely climbed into the passenger’s seat of the bastard’s black truck with its hidden plates. Then the vehicle had screeched away, taking Laila—and his heart—with it.

Who the fuck had abducted her? How had he coerced her compliance? What was she enduring now?

The intruder had to be someone she knew. Trees was convinced of that.

Since she’d tried to escape two nights ago for a clandestine meet-up with Hunter Edgington to help save the man’s