He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 797

The thought of her bleeding out in some gutter was driving him insane.

Julian tore down the coastal road the boy had pointed to, but the streets were totally abandoned.

Just as he was about to lose his mind, his phone rang. It was Zachary.

"Julian, she was taken to the dam near the estuary!"

Zachary had hacked into the local traffic grids and pulled the surveillance footage, successfully tracking the car's movements. He instantly pinged the coordinates to Julian's phone.

Julian glanced at the grainy video feed—a man in black dragging a woman out of a sedan and pulling her toward the towering concrete ledge.

With a hard location, his mind snapped into lethal focus.

He slammed on the gas, rocketing toward the dam.

Sure enough, about five hundred yards out, he spotted two blurry silhouettes at the absolute edge of the structure.

The drop was over a hundred and fifty feet.

Below them, millions of gallons of water churned violently as the river violently merged with the sea. If she was pushed, there wouldn't even be a body left to recover.

Julian's heart stopped.

Knowing the roar of the engine might trigger the bastard to push her, Julian killed the lights and engine, coasting to a silent stop.

He sprinted toward the structure, forcing his chaotic breathing to slow. He quieted his footsteps, stalking toward them like a ghost, inching closer with every second.

But that transformation pushed him to a dark extreme. His hunger for money and power became a sickness. Three years ago, he forged an alliance with Kane Stetson, becoming his personal "white glove."

Most of the legitimate corporations registered in his name were just fronts for Kane's cartel. For years, he had been laundering the blood money Kane pumped out of the syndicates, turning it into legal wealth.

It made him filthy rich, but it came with a price.

He was the one who had orchestrated the scam that almost got Talia sold into modern slavery in Tyrellia Country. He had fed Kane's syndicates all her personal information so they could bait the trap perfectly.

And he was the one who had meticulously planned this ambush in Country A to destroy Scarlett.

But in his perfect script, he was supposed to remain a ghost.