When My Ex's Worst Enemy Became My Sanctuary novel Chapter 371

The moment Dorothea slid back into the car, she felt utterly wiped out.

Mamie could hardly believe the strength she’d just seen. It was wild to think Dorothea was carrying twins and still holding it together.

“Dorothea, why don’t you try to sleep for a bit?” Mamie’s worry was written all over her face.

But Dorothea shook her head. “I can’t, Mamie. I’m scared to close my eyes.”

She was terrified that if she let herself rest, all the good things in her life so far would vanish like a dream when she opened them again. She couldn’t stop thinking about Latham, nervous that the next time she woke up, she might get the worst news possible.

“Scott won’t let anything happen to him,” Mamie said, trying to offer a shred of reassurance.

That was just barely enough to keep Dorothea from falling apart.

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Latham came to in a blur, the world around him nothing but darkness thanks to a thick blindfold. His wrists and ankles were weighed down with heavy restraints, leaving him curled up and aching on a hard floor. He tried moving but breaking loose was impossible. All he could do was listen, trying to take in the sounds around him.

A wooden door swung open with a creak.

A man’s distorted voice came from nearby. “You’re up?”

Latham turned toward the sound. “Walton.”

He said it, cool and certain, and for a second he heard the man–Walton–lose his composure. It freaked him out.

Walton caught himself and forced his tone steady. “Walton? Never heard of him. Now tell me, Latham, what do you think your life is worth?”

Latham hadn’t crossed paths with someone so clueless or reckless in ages. Who had the nerve to kidnap him?

“Oh? Why don’t you tell me? Would a hundred million be enough?” Latham’s voice was calm, unhurried as he spelled out his offer. “You’re after money. With that much, you could slip out of the country, and no one would ever find you.”

“Scott, what’s going on?” Ladd added, echoing her worry.

Scott looked grim. “The guy got into the banquet hall, drugged Aldin, dragged him into the restroom, switched into his clothes, and waited in the car for Latham. After Latham got in, he waited a bit and then drove off.”

“He was smart. He drove out to the edge of the city, transferred into a car with no plates, and vanished in a spot with zero surveillance cameras.”

“The hardest thing is that checking every bit of footage from around the city will take time.”

When it comes to kidnappings, everyone knows the best shot at a rescue is in the first seventy-two hours.

Eighteen of those hours were already gone.

Dorothea pressed on. “What about the pictures Alfonso shared? Scott, maybe we should start looking into the people who might be working with Walton.”

Scott nodded. “Already on it. As soon as you sent them to me, I had a team start digging. For now, try to get some rest. Keep your phone close. We added a tracker just in case. I’m pretty sure the kidnappers are after money, and you’re probably the first person they’ll try to contact.”