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Ryan’s throat burned as the tequila ran down it from the bottle he was holding, but he didn’t care, he didn’t even notice. How could things have gone so badly wrong? The question repeated itself over and over in his mind, while his ears were assaulted by the music of Aerosmith, which was blasting out from the expensive stereo system in his room. The plan had been simple, thought up by him, and refined by the three of them, him, Crash and Lewis - there was no reason why it should have gone wrong, not to such an extent.
It was bad enough that his sister was still alive – her continued existence meant there was still a barrier between him and certainty of inheriting his father’s fortune, but at least she had no idea that he was involved in her kidnapping. Worse was the news that his part
