A Divorce He Regrets

Chapter 29:

The realization sank in, a sick feeling clawing at my gut. This was planned down to the last detail. Whoever did this knew exactly where to go, exactly where the cameras wouldn’t catch them. I clenched my fists tighter. It was a well-thought-out trap, and we had all walked right into it.

The rage burned hot and fast, surging up as I slammed my fist on the counter, the force of it rattling the room. “This was coordinated,” I muttered, my voice low and dangerous. “There’s no way someone pulled this off without inside help.”

Beside me, Alexander stayed silent, his face pale but determined. He didn’t say anything, didn’t ask questions, just stood there, taking it all in. For the first time, I sensed a shift in him—a realization that this wasn’t just a game. Raina was in real danger. I almost respected his silence, his readiness to put aside whatever bitterness lay between us.noveldrama

Turning to my men, I snapped out orders, my voice sharp and unforgiving. “Track the vehicle’s plates. I don’t care how. Get it done.”

I barely registered their nods before they sprang into action, and I stood there, fists clenched at my sides as the seconds ticked by, each one winding the coil of tension tighter in my chest. Finally, a lead came through—the van’s plates were registered to a man named Daniel, a small-time crook with several charges against him.

The kidnapping was one of the many things that had been haunting me for longer than I could remember. Just hearing the name made my blood boil. If this was who they’d hired, Raina was in more danger than I’d originally feared.

I could feel Alexander’s eyes on me, his gaze heavy with something unreadable as I issued a command to my men, barely able to contain my rage. “Find him. Track his phone. I don’t care if it takes all night.” The words came out cold, almost mechanical, but beneath the surface, my panic threatened to spill over. This was my fault—I should have protected her better.

A few moments later, one of my men turned to me, phone in hand. “We’ve traced the signal, but it went dark here—just outside the city, near an abandoned road.”

I didn’t need him to say anything more. The location alone told me everything I needed to know. Abandoned roads, isolated warehouses—places like that were where people went to disappear. I turned on my heel and made my way to the car. Alexander followed, keeping pace, his expression unreadable but filled with something I recognized: determination.

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Right as I reached for the driver’s door, I shot him a sharp glance. “Stay at the hospital,” I ordered, my tone unyielding. Raina’s safety meant everything, and this was no place for her ex-husband, who didn’t understand the risks.

But Alexander stepped closer, eyes fierce. “No. Raina needs me just as much as she needs you.” His words hung heavy in the air, as immovable as stone. I was irritated, sure, but there was no time to argue. With a frustrated sigh, I motioned for him to get in.

The silence between us was thick with tension as I drove, the road narrowing as we approached the outskirts of the city. Every mile seemed to stretch longer, each second dragging us closer to a point I didn’t want to reach. But there was no turning back. I kept my focus on the road, my knuckles white against the wheel, while memories clawed at the edges of my mind.

We were nearing the coordinates when something darted into the road, and I slammed on the brakes, my heart pounding as I squinted into the darkness. It took me a moment to register what I was seeing. It was her.

Raina crumbled in the middle of the road, swaying slightly, her face barely visible under the streetlight. Her forehead was smeared with blood, her eyes half-closed as if she were barely conscious. For a second, I couldn’t move, couldn’t process what was happening. Then Alexander was out of the car, rushing toward her, lifting her into his arms with a gentleness I hadn’t expected.

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