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Ransom
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Ten minutes later, I was on my bike and heading out of town, through the back roads. I’d gotten rough directions from Malone, but knew in my heart I’d locate Hailey without it. As long as I found Mont Blanc Boulevard and the house Malone described. Apparently, it was the biggest and ugliest in the neighborhood.
The ride seemed to take forever, mostly because I couldn’t stop worrying about her. Even if Travis wasn’t harming her physically, she had to be going through a lot of mental a***e. I was still kicking myself for giving up so easily and walking out of the warehouse. Especially after promising her that I’d never let anything bad happen to her. Now, here she was in the enemy’s house, alone and feeling abandoned. I should have fought tooth-and-nail to ge
