A storm of thoughts crashed through Max’s mind the moment he heard the word taken. Was this Chad making a move? Trying to force Max into a corner, to squeeze him for his wealth?
Only Chad and Dipter really knew that people were a kind of weakness for Max, or at least for the version of Max he let most people see.
But then Max noticed something else.
When he heard the news... his heart had jumped. Not in fear, not even in anger, just sharp. Immediate. Real.
Aron continued, voice clipped and professional. "The security team you hired was keeping an eye on her. They kept their distance since the situation wasn’t clear and didn’t want to escalate too early. But it appears Abby, and two other students, Cindy and Sheri, were taken by individuals from Seaton Academy."
Seaton Academy.
Max’s brow furrowed.
Isn’t that the school we just formed an alliance with? What’s going on over there? Could it really just be a coincidence?
"Do you want the security team to intervene?" Aron asked. "I can head over personally if needed."
Max paused.
"No," he said firmly. "Just send me the location. I think I’ve got a way to handle this. Keep the team close, on standby. Only move in if things look like they’re about to get seriously dangerous."
He didn’t expect high school students to go as far as murder. Not in broad daylight. Not in a semi-public place. That would bring way more heat than they could handle, especially with who the girls were.
None of them were troublemakers. They weren’t fighters, weren’t from gangs or street crews. But they had connections. Sheri, in particular, had people who would raise hell to find her.
They must’ve gone out today after everything that happened...
Max clenched his fist lightly at his side.
I know I’m not exactly to blame... but I still feel responsible. So I’ll take care of this. And maybe find out just how useful this "alliance" with Seaton really is.
Right after ending the call with Aron, Max didn’t waste a second. He dialed another number. The phone didn’t even ring twice before someone picked up.
"I’ve got a situation," Max said simply.
Inside the glass-walled party room of the bowling alley, the atmosphere was suffocating.
The three girls, Abby, Cindy, and Sheri, had been forced to sit shoulder to shoulder on one side of the long party table. Standing directly behind them were the three Seaton Academy girls and the rough-looking guys who had shown up earlier. Kira, Nightly, and Susan sat across from them, their eyes practically glowing with satisfaction.
"First things first," Kira said coldly. "I need to pay you back for what you did to me."
She snapped her fingers. "Synthia, slap the black-haired b*tch."
Without hesitation, one of the Seaton girls grabbed Abby roughly by the back of her hair.
"What are you doing?!" Cindy shouted, pushing herself up from the seat.
But before she could take a step, one of the Seaton girls shoved her back down, hard, and dug her sharp nails into Cindy’s shoulder. Cindy cried out, biting back another scream as the pain shot through her.
"No one can hear you in here," Nightly said with a chilling giggle. "This room’s soundproof, built for loud birthday parties. So go ahead. Scream all you want."
With no one stopping her, Synthia yanked Abby’s head to the side by her hair and swung her hand across her face.
CRACK.
The slap echoed through the room. Abby’s cheek flared red instantly, the sting blooming across her skin. She could taste iron in her mouth, blood.
"Hahaha, what did I tell you?" Kira said, grinning viciously. "You should’ve stayed away from Max. Who do you think you are, huh? You said it yourself, you’re not part of his world. And now? Look at you."
She waved a hand at all three girls.
"The fact that you can’t even handle this? Proves everything I said. Again."
CRACK.
"What do you want?!" she shouted. "Money? An apology? Just say what it is, I’ll give it to you!"
"Didn’t you say I had no idea who I was messing with?" Kira sneered. "That if I touched Abby, I’d regret it?"
Click.
Kira snapped her head toward the sound. "Who the hell is coming in here now?"
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