In the private room at Starlight, Harry was surrounded by a throng of people, all vying for his attention and urging him to drink.
When his phone rang, he seized the opportunity to escape the onslaught.
It was a video call. As soon as he ontwried, an unsightly, becherous face appeared in.
“Luthis Mr. Sutton” Yous woman is in my hands right now. If you’ve swart, come and get her immediately. Otherwin, Franct puacantre what will happen to her,” the man said, turnin camera to reveal Quinn’s teat–streaked face that was filled with Tea
Harry, who had been slightly tipsy, suddenly sobered up at the sight of bet distress.
“Ms. Lawson, is that you? Where are you?” he asked urgently.
“Do you want to know where we are? Sure, but don’t say I didn’t warn you–if you call the cops. I guarantee she won’t make it until they arrive. “The man didn’t wait for Harry to respond
and hung up immediately
While staring at the darkened screen of his phone. Harry realized the seriousness of the sirsation. He couldn’t afford to waste any more time and immediately dialed Cameron’s number.
“Mi. Sutton, Ms. Lawson has been kidnapped.
“Cameron’s voice sounded errily calm on the other end..
“The heading back to the hotel right now,” Harry said as he stood and brushed past the others who tried to stop him.
Meanwhile, Cameron was in the security monitoring room at Luxe Hotel
“Mr. Sutton, should we report this to the police? It we hand over the surveillance footage, they should be able rottare the vehicle that abducted Ms. Lawson, Wyant suggested while standing
beside him.
Cameron raised his hand to dismiss the idea. He then stood up and let the monitoring coo
Quinn was being kept in an unknown warehouse. She was lying on the ground, and her hands and feet were painfully tied with coarse rope. The pressure from the bindings caused her to feel sharp discom
On top of that, she hadn’t eaten anything since the night before, and her stomach was painfully empty, it left her on the verge of collapse from hunger and exhaustion.
“Please, just let me go. He won’t come for me. Our relationship isn’t what you think I’m not important to him,” she pleaded weakly, hoping to appeal to their better nature.
“still trying to fool us? When I was on the phone just now, I could see how worried he was about you,” the tattooed man replied
“No That wasn’t Mr. Sutton. You called his assistant,” Quinn protested, wriggling around in desperation
“Even his assistant is so nervous about you, which proves my point,” the tattooed man reasoned confidently
What kind of logic was that?
Realizing they wouldn’t believe her no matter what she said, Quinn fell silent and conserved her energy.
The seconds dragged on like hours.
She silently cried while lying on the damp floor…
Her body was cold and hungry, and her life and safety were
by were under constant threat. Fear consumed her, but she didn’t date plead with them again, worried that it might provoke them and lead to her own lering
What should she do? Who could save her?
A few thugs nearby were drinking and playing drinking games, occasionally casting malicious glances in her deaction as if they would devour bar at any moment.
The tattooed man made another call to Harry and then took several more calls afterward.
While waiting for the call to connect, his demeanor was threatening but when he received a response, his tone shifted dramatically, becoming submissive and deferential.
