He had loved her for a year… so he arranged a staged rescue, never expecting that the man following her wasn’t part of the plan…

stopped.

A second message followed.

“You ran.”

Ryan stood up so fast the chair fell behind him.

Then came a photograph.

Blurry. Dark. Taken from across the alley.

Ryan could see himself at the corner.

Watching.

Waiting.

And then running.

His stomach turned.

A final message appeared.

“Do you want to save her now?”

Ryan could barely breathe.

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