A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 1077

Because of her, Starla had collapsed in a pool of blood, and they had been forced to leave her behind. And now, they had absolutely zero leads.

Fairfax rubbed his throbbing temples. "Stay out of this."

"Do we at least know who took her?" she pressed.

She knew Fairfax had been dedicating all his resources not just to finding where Starla was, but identifying the faction that grabbed her. When they realized Yardley and Herbert were also frantically searching, they were completely stunned.

It was just the three factions out there that day. Were there others? If so, who? Was it one of their rivals?

That had to be it. It had to be a hit squad. Otherwise, who would have shot her? Neither Herbert, Yardley, nor Fairfax's own men would have pulled the trigger on her.

Fairfax had reached the same conclusion, and it was driving him insane.

"If she's in the hands of our enemies, what are they going to do to her?" Susanna broke down sobbing.

"I said shut up!" Fairfax snapped.

For the past three days, he had been haunted by the thought that she had fallen into the hands of a rival syndicate. If that was true, the outcome was too horrific to contemplate. As Amos said... her chances of survival...

He couldn't let his mind go there. The thought of her bleeding out somewhere was paralyzing.

"We have to find her," Susanna cried. "We have to bring her back."

She could barely eat or sleep. If Starla died because of her, she didn't think she could live with herself.

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While Fairfax turned the world upside down, Yardley was doing the exact same in Yoran. He hadn't seen Herbert since they returned, but he assumed Herbert was out leading the search efforts.

"You're telling me you can't even find a single trace of who took her?!" Yardley raged, slamming his fist on the desk when Garret and Reba came back empty-handed again.

His father was already stressed with business disputes. If he found out what had actually been happening between Yardley and Starla lately, he would completely lose it.

"Keep looking! And check in with Herbert!" Yardley ordered.

"Mr. Farley hasn't been answering his phone. He probably doesn't have any news either," Garret said. Herbert hadn't been back since he left to search. He seemed just as frantic, deploying his own men across Yoran.

Yardley sighed. No news was supposed to be good news, but the silence was making his blood run cold.

She was his sister. He wanted her by his side, securing the family's legacy. When she was in danger, he naturally wanted to protect her. But now, she had vanished right in front of him, and he couldn't even guarantee her safety.

Despite his darker intentions regarding the General Licht ordeal, he genuinely believed he could keep her safe. Now, he was actually panicking.

Once Garret and Reba left, Yardley dialed Herbert's number.

Herbert hadn't answered Garret, but he picked up for Yardley.