Chapter 9
Ethan took advantage of Montgomery’s hesitation, lunging forward with blinding speed.
He grabbed Montgomery’s wrist, twisting it sharply until the pocket knife clattered onto the concrete floor.
With his other hand, Ethan delivered a powerful blow to the Senator’s jaw, sending the older man crashing into the crates.
Montgomery slumped against the wooden boxes, unconscious and bleeding from the lip.
Ethan instantly dropped to his knees in front of Clara, his hands shaking as he untied the rough ropes around her wrists.
“Ethan… is it really you?” Clara sobbed, reaching out to touch his cheek with her thin, cold fingers.
“It’s me, Clara. I’m so sorry… I’m so sorry I didn't find you sooner,” Ethan wept, kissing her hands over and over.
“Lily…” Clara gasped, leaning her forehead against his chest. “Is she safe?”
“She’s safe,” Ethan assured her, wrapping his coat around her frail shoulders.
“She’s with Sarah and Victoria right now. She has your ring.”
Clara let out a long, shuddering sob of pure relief, collapsing fully into his arms.
Marcus jogged over, holding his phone to his ear. “Troopers are inside the dock gates, Ethan. EMS is two minutes out.”
Suddenly, the loud screech of tires echoed from the front entrance of the warehouse.
A royal blue lace dress flashed through the doorway as Chloe Montgomery ran inside, holding a revolver in her hand.
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Her hair was wild, her makeup ruined by rain, her eyes completely filled with madness.
“If I can’t have you, nobody can!” Chloe shrieked, raising the gun directly at Clara’s head.
