Ryan's POV
“How did a 5’6ft woman escape without you seeing her?!” Chris fist slammed into the guards face, his eyes red with rage.
I turned my head away from them, leaving him to deal with the bastards. I desperately wanted to take my anger out on them but knowing where my girl was more important.
Rissi. I knew he had her. I could feel it deep in my bones. My skin crawled anytime I recalled how I found Clara the last time he had her.
“Fuuuuccckk!!!” I screamed, my hands pulling on my hair. “I f*****g told her not to leave the mansion.”
The security footage had shown her slipping through a window after using a pocket knife to slice through the net, her small body gliding through with ease.
Men I paid six figures could not even protect my own girl. My own fortress betrayed me.
I did
