James pov
I tap my foot on the floor, inside my jet, feeling my anxiety crawl up my throat.
Lucy, please...
Please be safe.
My heart pounds against my chest as I fly across the states heading towards New York.
I had my security team look up the address sent to me and send me a picture.
I take out my phone and find the picture in my gallery, memorizing it as my eyes scan over it for the 10th time, probably.
It was a warehouse, looking as if it was in the middle of nowhere.
Which is why it makes complete sense.
I clench my fists, throwing the phone to the side.
What if he's...
No.
Heads are going to roll today and my woman is coming, my Lucy is coming home with me.
And no one can stop me.
Lucy pov
I glare into the faces of James parents as they smirk back at me.
Eve and Mark
