“I missed you,” Thane whispered and crouched down next to them, wrapping both of them up in his arms. “We’ve got you, champ. You’re safe. We’re right here.”
Gabriel strolled in with this stack of papers and a tablet, all business, but his eyes gave away the worry. “You need to see this,” he said to Thane, already queuing up some footage. “We found surveillance video. And audio logs. Stuff Dante left behind.”
Thane stood up, jaw clenched as he stared at the screen.
Gabriel hit play.
Dante’s voice crackled through the speaker. “The boy is leverage. If I break Thane emotionally, his company, his woman, his child, he’ll fall. Then Ashford is mine.”*
Mira’s face crumpled. Tears again, fresh ones. “He used our son… just to hurt you.”
Thane’s eyes went dark. “He doesn’t just want the compa
