Chapter 100. She’s Gone

Aaron POV

“Joan? Joan!” I was already out the door when the call disconnected. Her scream had been sharp, cutting through the air, and suddenly, everything wasn’t fuzzy. It was terrifyingly clear.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!

I never should have agreed when she insisted on going without a bodyguard. If he had been there, he could have protected her. He could have bought them time.

Time for her to escape. The one time I relented, and now...

A chill ran down my spine at the thought of Joan lying somewhere lifeless. Green eyes closed forever. Mother gone. Baby gone.

Shoving the thought away, I scrolled through my contact list. This wasn’t a one-man job. I needed everyone on board—immediately.

“Send out the emergency signals. I need everyone close by. New York, precisely,” I said curtly, already heading to my car.

As soon as the call ended, I started the ignition and sped out of the compound, dialing Denzel. He picked up on the second ring.