Chapter 419 Meanwhile...
The moment Lennon received a call from Fiona and learned that Mariela was missing, his first thought was Nikolas.
Since returning to America, Nikolas had been keeping a low profile, using forged identity documents and phone numbers registered under someone elseâs name.
Lennon had no way to contact Nikolas. He could only wait for Nikolas to reach out first.
But he couldnât wait, not even for a second.
The thought of Mariela being in danger made Lennonâs vision blur. A dull ache spread through his chest, his breathing turning labored.
Forcing himself to stay calm, he pulled out his phone and made a call.
âI need to see Bruce.â
As soon as the call ended, an unfamiliar number appeared on his screen.
A gut feeling told him it was Nikolas. Lennon answered immediately.
âGood evening.â The man on the phone spoke with a lazy drawl, amusement lacing his tone as he greeted Lennon with a teasing, âBrother.â
Lennonâs heart clenched.
âDid you kidnap Marie?â
Nikolas chuckled, âMarie.â
After a brief, deliberate pause, he continued in a languid tone, âLooks like I got the right person. You still love her, after all.â
Lennonâs voice turned sharp.âIf you have a problem, take it on me. Donât touch Marie!â
Nikolas let out a light laugh.
âRelax. The whole point of taking her was to get to you.â
âWhere are you?â Lennon pressed.
Nikolas gave him an address, and then added, âTomorrow morning at eight. Come alone. If you call the police, she will disappear from this world.â
The next day...
In a halfâfinished building on the outskirts of a border state.
It was supposed to be an entertainment complex, but when the developerâs funds ran dry, the project was abandoned, leaving behind a notorious ruin.
It became wellâknown since many film crews used the site for shooting scenes.
After being taken last night, Mariela had been transported in a car for about half an hour before it stopped in an open lot.
Her mouth had been gagged, and a black hood covered her head.
Then, she felt herself being led up a few steps.
A sudden roar of rotor blades split the air. Mariela realized she was being loaded onto a helicopter.
She had no idea how long they flew.
She couldnât see anything and didnât know where she was.
When the helicopter finally landed, she was shoved into another car.
She could feel that vehicle sped down the road, jerking sharply around corners. If not for the seatbelt, she would have been thrown off her seat.