HANNAH
"I think the right word is kidnap, babe," Chase piped in, snorting laughter.
"Yes, well, kidnap it is. All your guards couldn't save you. Too bad. Well, let me get to the point. A little birdie told me that you are planning an attack on me. Also, your son threatened me in school the other day. 'Fifteen days,' he said. I assume that's how much time is left before you strike. Only now, I decided to strike first."
The moment I mentioned Asher's name, Dawson flushed a deep red in anger. That told me two things.
One. He hadn't known that Asher was going to blab about his plan.
Two. There really had been a plan. Alpha Wallace's investigators were right, after all.
I could read Dawson's next question in his eyes, though he was too wary to voice it out now. 'What are you going to goi
