Hunter headed to the corner shop to grab coffee and breakfast, knowing she’d still want a bite. Chloe pulled on her clothes, stepped out of the bathroom, and froze. The masked man was there. A sharp blow to her head, and everything went black.
Hunter stepped back into the house and instantly knew something was wrong. The air felt heavy, and then he smelled it, blood. Her blood. His chest tightened. Why hadn’t she fought back? The bracelet. Callum. He tried to follow the scent, but it vanished abruptly, probably where they’d forced her into a vehicle.
Hunter stormed into Callum’s estate, not bothering with pleasantries. He got right in his face. “What the hell did you do? Where is she?”
Callum blinked, startled. “Who? Hunter, I don’t know what you’re talking about, back off!”
“Chloe is
