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We drove for what felt like hours, the countryside blurring by. Finally, we pulled up to a large, imposing house. Tyler yanked me out of the car, dragging me towards the front door. Inside, the house was cold and sterile.

Tyler shoved me into a room, locking the door behind us. I stumbled, catching myself on the edge of a table. My mind raced, trying to come up with a plan. There had to be a way out of this.

"You’re going to wait here," Tyler said, his voice cold. "My father will be here soon. And you’re going to help us, whether you like it or not."

"Go to hell," I spat, my fear giving way to anger. "I’ll never help you."

Tyler smirked, leaning against the door. "We’ll see about that."

As he stood there, watching me, I slowly reached into my pocket, my fingers closing around my phone. I needed to be quick and send a message before he noticed. My hands shook as I typed out a message to Danny, praying he would get it in time.

"Tyler’s got me. He’s taking me to his father. Help."

I hit send, my heart pounding. Tyler hadn’t noticed, his attention momentarily elsewhere. I slipped the phone back into my pocket, trying to look calm.

The minutes ticked by. Finally, the door opened, and a tall, imposing man walked in. Tyler’s father. His eyes were cold and calculating, and he regarded me with a look of disdain.

"So, you’re the one causing all this trouble," he said, his voice smooth and menacing. "I’ve heard a lot about you."

I glared at him, refusing to show fear. "Let me go."

He laughed, a low, chilling sound. "Oh, I don’t think so. You see, you’ve become quite the thorn in our side. But you’re also useful. Your little boyfriend is going to come running, and when he does, we’ll be ready."

My heart sank. They were using me to get to Danny. I needed to find a way out, to warn him. But how?

Tyler’s father stepped closer, his eyes boring into mine. "You’re going to tell us everything you know. And if you don’t, well... let’s just say things won’t end well for you."

"I don’t know anything," I lied, my voice trembling despite my efforts to stay strong.

He smiled a cruel, twisted smile. "We’ll see about that."

Chapter Forty-One

Danny

Islammed my fist against the desk, the sound echoing through the station. The message from Heather replayed in my mind, each word searing into my brain. Tyler had her. That bastard had taken her, and his father was likely pulling the strings. My gut churned with fear and rage. I couldn’t waste a second.

"Listen up!" I barked at my team, who were already on edge. "Heather’s been taken. We need to move fast. Tyler’s behind it, and we need to find her before it’s too late."

Ramirez stepped forward, his face set in grim determination. "What’s the plan?"

"First, we gather everything we know about Tyler and his father. Any properties, known associates, places they might use as a hideout. We need a list of possible locations ASAP."

The room erupted into a flurry of activity. Files were pulled, computers hummed, and phones rang. I couldn’t afford to lose her, not when we were so close to taking these bastards down.

I pulled Ramirez aside. "Focus on Tyler’s known hangouts. He’s arrogant, but he’s also a coward. He’ll be somewhere he feels secure. Also, double-check any recent transactions or suspicious activity linked to his father."

Ramirez nodded, already making notes. "Got it. We’ll find them."

I forced myself to sit down and sift through the intel we had. Tyler’s father, Halverson, was a cautious man. He covered his tracks well, but everyone makes mistakes. I had to find that one mistake.

"Hey, boss," one of the deputies called out, holding up a file. "We’ve got a list of properties linked to Halverson. Most of them are legit, but there are a few that stand out—remote locations, off the books."

"Good," I said, taking the list and scanning it. "These are our best bets. Split into teams and start checking these places. Be careful. They’ll be expecting us."

The team dispersed, leaving me with Ramirez. We read over the files, looking for patterns.

"Here," Ramirez said, pointing to a property on the outskirts of town. "This one’s been inactive for years, but there’s been recent activity. Could be worth checking out."

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