Raymond's mind went haywire.
He had only traveled for a few days, only to be told that Lena was missing. Since the moment he heard it, sleep had completely abandoned him. His mind ran wild, spinning countless scenarios, each darker than the last.
Who could have taken her?
The last time Lena was kidnapped, he had almost gone insane with rage. His grip tightened around the glass in his hand as the memory resurfaced.
Did I take it too easy on Cynthia by letting her go? Did she kidnap Lena again? But what would be her reason this time?
The last time, Cynthia had orchestrated it so the engagement could proceed without interruption. She had believed that if Lena was out of the way, she could finally have him.
A cold scoff left Raymond's lips.
Those kinds of childish games had never worked on him.
