Chapter 169
Harper couldn't understand what Nolan was doing there.
She stared at him from the chair, her wrists still bound behind her back, barely registering the pain anymore. Five armed men surrounded him, their expressions dark with fury, yet he stood in the doorway without a weapon, looking directly at the man who had threatened to put a bullet through her head.
Had he lost his mind?
Harper tried to speak, but her throat had tightened so badly that nothing came out. She wanted to scream at him to run, to get out before the Russians decided to kill them both. She wanted to ask how he had found her and why he had come alone. Most of all, she wanted to know why he looked so calm when she could barely breathe.
One of the Russians stormed toward him.
“What the hell are you doing her
