Kane.
I watch as Landon brings Ella back up the basement steps, her determined gaze fixed on getting what she wants, knowing she won’t rest until the woman is freed from the confines of that basement.
“King, she won’t stop until you free that woman. Put her in a room, lock the doors if necessary. I don’t want her to worry about this.”
He puts a fighting Ella down to her feet and she tries to move past him again, but he’s like a brick wall She won’t move him.
“Baby girl, stop it,” I warn and she turns to look at me.
“You know it’s not right, Kane. She’ll become sick being down there.”
I support her opinion, which is why I’m attempting to convince him to set her free. I won’t remain passive about it.
“Landon, don’t worry. With guards all over this place, she won’t be able to escape.”
