Rhys
"What do you mean you watched them take him?!" I screamed, the sound tearing through the quiet living room of the penthouse like a siren.
My chest was heaving so hard it felt like my ribs were going to crack, my brain entirely refusing to process the words coming out of my bodyguard's mouth. There was no way. No damn way.
After everything we had gone through? After hiding from every shade of our family history, surviving the political press, and fighting off every threat to build a safe life for ourselves—how the hell did someone just walk up and snatch Kayden out of broad daylight?!
I let out a harsh, jagged breath, shoving both hands through my hair and gripping the curls until my scalp stung. "I specifically told you, Simon! I told you to keep your eyes on him, to stand right behind him, and to not let him out of your sight for a single second! You had one job!"
I yanked my phone out of my pocket for the twentieth time, furiously tapping Kayden's contact.
