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His heart ramped up as he read the text. A gun?Good. You shouldn’t have a gun. And if a gun is needed, none of you should be doing this. What kind of lead? Why isn’t Max handling this?

His mind whirled as he waited for her to respond. What the hell were they doing running around in the middle of the night tracking down leads? What lead? Where had it come from? And why wasn’t Max following up on it?

As he waited for his daughter to respond, he dialed his security head. The man answered in two rings, his voice groggy with sleep. “Mr. Harrington, is there a problem?”

“Yes, Max, there is a big problem. Why the hell are my wife, daughter, and sister-in-law out in the middle of the night tracking down leads on Kyle?”

“I’m not sure I understand, sir.”

“Let me explain it again,” he growled, “Sierra, Julia, and Alicia are out tracking a lead on Kyle. Why isn’t the security team tracking it?”

“I don’t know what lead they’re tracking. We don’t have any active leads right now.”

“Then what are they doing?” Grant murmured, more to himself than to Max as he tried to piece together the limited information he had. His unease grew with each passing second. Had they received some information from Lydia? She’d used phone calls to lure people before. Had she done it again?

“I’m not certain, but I can follow up–“

“Never mind,” Grant snapped. “I’ll figure it out myself.”

He jabbed at the end call button and navigated to his message thread with Sierra, finding her answer awaiting him.Some video from that Alex guy. And then he said he saw Kyle’s car somewhere then it disappeared.

He read the message, his features pinching as he came up with more questions than answers. Before he could ask any of them, Sierra sent another message.We’re here. Gotta run, Daddy!

“Where is here?!” he shouted at the phone before he shook his head and pressed the call icon next to Sierra’s name. The line trilled a few times before he got her voicemail.

With a disgusted sigh, he tossed it down on the desk. His wife and daughter were out running around the streets somewhere searching for his wayward son. He had no idea where or whatinformation they’d received from the strange tech guru, Alex Stone.

He didn’t care much for the man, and now he had even more reason not to like him. His stomach twisted into a knot as he grabbed his phone again. His call to Julia went straight to voicemail, too.

He cursed under his breath as he let the phone fall to his desk and launched from his chair. He crossed to his wet bar, poured a bourbon, and downed it. He wiped at his lips with the back of his hand before he poured another. He didn’t like the newest turn of events.

And whenever they managed to find Kyle, he’d likely kill the man himself for causing this much trouble.

He stalked back to his desk and eased into the chair, grabbing his phone as he took another sip of his drink. He tried Julia’s phone again, but she didn’t answer. Another call to Sierra also was ignored.

His jaw clenched as he placed another call to Max. “Mr. Harrington, I’m tracking Mrs. Harrington’s phone and–“

“Good, find her. She’s not answering calls. I want to know what’s going on.”

“I will find out, sir.”

“You’d better. I don’t know what the hell I’m paying you for, but apparently, it’s far too much. Alex Stone managed to find a lead and send my wife and daughter out into the wee hours of the morning. I don’t know how you missed it.”

“All due respect, sir, Alex Stone is a legend. I’m not sure his skills are surpassed by anyone at this moment, so…”

“I don’t want to hear your excuses. I want results. Find Julia and Sierra and let me know the moment you do.”

“On it, sir.”

He grumbled as he ended the call. His night had gone from bad to worse, and he still had the desperate phone calls to make.He puckered his lips as his mind pieced together a narrative he could spin to secure the funds they needed. The desperate early morning calls already put him at a disadvantage. They’d likely smell the fear on him before he even got to the ask.

He hated being in this position, but he had to raise those funds. With a heavy sigh, he placed the first call. After apologizing for waking the man, he launched into his request. Silence met his ask.

“Uh, I’d have to pull some numbers tomorrow. Can I get back to you by week’s end?”

“No, Lloyd, I need an answer now. I need to move quickly on my end. It’s just a temporary stopgap. We’ll have this repaid within three months.”

“There is no way I can approve something that big.”