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And if the latter was true, it meant they were seasoned cartel professionals who operated with supreme confidence and absolute tactical superiority.
“Isabella, these guys are packing live firearms…”
Brett’s jaw tightened as he forced the words out through his teeth, his voice trembling slightly.
He had been marched out of the district with a barrel pinned straight against his ribs, which was why he hadn’t dared to utter a single sound.
These operators were clearly ruthless, cold–blooded killers.
Had they been low–level street thugs, Brett wouldn’t have stayed so submissive back in the commercial
sector.
He wasn’t some naive, coddled rich kid who lacked basic survival intelligence.
His family security protocols had drilled him thoroughly on exactly how to navigate an active abduction
attempt.
“Got it.”
Isabella nodded flatly, her expression completely unbothered.
Her initial telepathic sweep had already logged the distinct mass of compact metal on their persons, identifying the tactical handguns instantly..
Isabella’s voice was perfectly calm, whereas Brett stared back at her with absolute bewilderment.
Looking closely at her deadpan face, he realized she didn’t harbor a single shred of fear.
Taking a slow, deep breath to steady his racing pulse, he let out a weary chuckle and muttered, “You seriously have some insane courage, but you should never have stepped foot into this mess.”
Processing her actions now, he finally handled the reality that Isabella had explicitly engineered that entire boyfriend scene just to close the distance.
Otherwise, she had zero reason to throw herself into the crosshairs.
On top of that…
She didn’t even possess his older brother’s private contact code.
She fabricated that entire phone threat just to force the syndicate to drag her along onto the transport.
A massive wave of deep gratitude washed through his chest, closely followed by intense anxiety.
What was the escape plan?
How the h*ll was he supposed to get Isabella safely out of this concrete box?
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Sure, her physical strength was completely off the charts, but muscle couldn’t outrun a live bullet.
“Man, I completely ruined your week. I’m so sorry.”
He muttered silently, his mind overflowing with frustration.
While he was drowning in internal monologues, Isabella’s telepathic perception had already systematically scanned every single structural loophole in the terrain.
As far as her clinical evaluation was concerned, this concrete compound was practically a wide–open field.
The cartel had selected a decent fallback position, but facing a top–tier operator like Isabella, their setup was completely laughable.
“They’re bound to bring you a terminal to patch through to Eugene soon; when the line goes live, execute exactly what I tell you.”
Meanwhile, back at the Carter estate…
Eugene Carter sat with a dark, frozen expression.
He had just received the emergency brief from his personal driver, but before he could even mobilize his security forces to trace Brett’s coordinates, his mobile terminal flashed with an encrypted connection.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Carter. Your youngest brother is currently embedded in our facility, so if you’re smart, you’ll hold your security assets back and refrain from playing games.
“Oh, by the way, we currently have his little girlfriend locked inside the cell right along with him, so I trust you don’t want to receive two body bags?”
The fierce–looking syndicate leader delivered the demands directly into Eugene’s receiver.
In truth, a tiny sliver of doubt was still lingering deep inside his mind.
Isabella’s sudden entry into the commercial sector had been way too efficient.
Whether she was genuinely Brett Carter’s romantic partner remained highly debatable.
Consequently, he explicitly weaponized the detail to test Eugene’s psychological baseline.
It was a clear demonstration of how calculating, cautious, and professional these cartel operators truly
were.
The exact second the words cleared his earpiece, Eugene’s expression tightened violently.
A flash of intense shock washed over his features.
Brett’s girlfriend?
How the hell is that possible?!
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His brother didn’t have a single romantic connection on his ledger.
Within a millisecond, Eugene’s mind locked onto Isabella.
The girl had caught the abduction in the commercial district, identified the anomalies, and explicitly phoned his chauffeur to flag the crisis.
Did she get herself captured by the syndicate while trying to track them?!
Eugene’s chest tightened with a sudden, violent jolt of panic, but his executive voice didn’t betray a single shred of vulnerability.
“Cut the crap. Who authorized this hit? I am fully prepared to clear three times their contract price into your accounts right now,” Eugene countered coldly. “Release my brother and his girl immediately.
“Especially the girl–she has absolutely nothing to do with our corporate business!”
His tone radiated a controlled, thunderous fury.
The syndicate leader let out a smug, satisfied chuckle on the other end. “Mr. Carter, a corporate shark of your caliber should know that our sector operates under a strict professional code.
“Save your breath. The exact second the funds clear our offshore accounts, your brother and his girl walk out of here without a scratch.
“If the deadline passes empty, you can start shopping for a pair of premium coffins!”
Leaving those lethal commands trailing in the ether, he cut the connection with a sharp click.
It wasn’t that he lacked an appetite for a triple payout from the Carter fortune, but breaking structural protocol was suicide in his industry.
Furthermore, they had already accepted a massive retainer from an elite syndicate to permanently dismantle Eugene’s operations.
Under those parameters, even if he offered ten or a hundred times the capital, they would never deviate
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from the extraction.
Besides, with the youngest Carter heir securely under lock and key, any amount of cash they demanded would be drained from Eugene’s accounts eventually.
Why compromise their global reputation for a quick bonus?
To a top–tier criminal organization, selling out a client meant their corporate credibility would instantly turn to absolute garbage.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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