When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
AT THE BLACK SITE The guard opened the door for Ethan, who walked in with his heart racing. A wave of unease washed over him, knowing he was crossing a line he shouldn’t, even though it wasn’t the first time he’d gone against orders. The woman lay motionless on the bed, unconscious, with the bag still covering her face and her hands bound. Ethan approached cautiously, his breath quickening as he got closer. With tender hands, he carefully removed the bag, and his eyes widened as recognition struck him like a punch to the chest. "Mrs. Busco," he said quietly, his voice barely audible. He turned to face the guard, who appeared equally stunned. "What in the hell?" Ethan murmured again, disbelief swirling through his mind. He knew the Buscos, one of Luxor Heights' wealthiest and most inf