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Logan sighed, realising the truth in her words. He paused for a moment, weighing the risks.

Tension hung heavy in the air as their eyes locked, their motives clashing like opposing forces. Logan grappled with conflicting emotions, his concern for Dani's safety warring against his burning desire to unearth the truth. He couldn't ignore the gravity of the situation, the looming threats lurking in the shadows. If Álvaro Sánchez was involved, the implications were serious, and it was only a matter of time before he made the connection between Pieter and Dani. Logan couldn't allow that to happen. “Okay,” he finally relented, his voice reluctantly accepting. “But listen to me, Dani,” Logan's voice carried a weight of responsibility. “You have to promise me you'll stay in the car. And if you sense even the slightest hint of trouble, I want you to get away from there and call the police immediately. Do you understand?” His words lingered in the air, a stark reminder of the imminent dangers that might lie ahead.

“Fine,” she replied, reluctantly as she headed out the door. “But we need to hurry.”

Logan couldn't shake the lingering doubt that clung to his decision, allowing Dani to tag along. Yet, he couldn't ignore the possibility that Pieter might hold the answers to Angel's role in the storm that had shattered his world.

Chapter nineteen

Lou navigated the winding roads, the sparkling ocean fading in her rear-view mirror. The warmth of the sun and the gentle sea breeze lingered on her skin as she found herself immersed in a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. The chaos and uncertainty of the past few weeks had stirred something within her, a longing for stability and connection. With each turn of the wheel, her mind danced between caution and courage, weighing the risks and rewards of taking a chance on romance. The desire to create something special, to weave moments of joy and intimacy into the fabric of her life, grew stronger with each passing mile.

Her gaze flickered momentarily to the passing blur of Mary and Reg’s rental car as she turned onto the drive. A mix of concern and curiosity filled her. Why were they in such a rush? And why hadn’t they acknowledged her?

Once inside the kitchen, Lou unpacked the shopping, her mind consumed with the special meal she had planned for Dani and Logan. Her eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected presence of Mary standing there. Confusion filled the air as Lou tried to make sense of the situation. “Mary?” she began, caught by surprise. “I thought I just saw you and Reg leave a few moments ago. Is everything okay?” An unspoken tension lingered as Lou anxiously awaited Mary’s response, hoping for an explanation that would alleviate the growing unease within her.

“That must have been Logan and Dani you saw,” Mary explained. “She asked if they could borrow the car because Logan had some urgent business to take care of in town.” Lou’s concern intensified at Mary’s words, adding fuel to the fire of her growing anxiety. Her mind spun with possibilities, each one heightening her sense of unease.

Lou nodded in response; her voice steady. “Ah, right, well, thanks for letting me know.” Her mind raced with questions, and a knot of worry tightened in her stomach. Something was off, she could feel it in her bones. What could be so urgent that they had to leave without waiting for her return? And why was Dani with him?

Lou’s fingers quivered slightly as she repeatedly called Dani’s number, her concern mounting with each passing second of silence. The calls went unanswered, leaving her with an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. Determined not to let fear overpower her, she called Logan’s number, desperately hoping for a reassuring voice on the other end. But once again, her calls were met with silence.

She hesitated, her phone clutched tightly in her hand, torn between respecting Dani’s privacy and her overwhelming desire to find out where she was and what was going on. With a deep breath, she made a decision, overriding her moral qualms with her concern for her daughter’s safety. Her fingers trembled as she opened the tracking app, her heart racing with a mix of anticipation and fear.

Relief washed over Lou when Dani’s location flashed up on the screen, but her relief quickly gave way to confusion. What was Dani doing at a boatyard near the docks? She didn’t know anyone with a boat. Lou’s mind went into overdrive with a whirlwind of questions, desperately grasping for any logical reason for Dani to be there. It felt disjointed, like a puzzle piece that didn’t quite fit. The only common thread she could find was Logan and the urgent business he was in such a rush to take care of earlier.

Confusion clouded Lou’s brain as she struggled to make sense of the situation. Why would Dani be in a boatyard? And what connection did Logan have to all of this? Panic and fear intertwined within her, leaving her questioning Dani’s recent behaviour and Logan’s entanglement with the police.

Caught at the crossroads of uncertainty, Lou wrestled with a tough decision. Should she involve the police or trust her own instincts? Without concrete evidence, her concerns were nothing more than whispers in the wind. Deep down, she couldn’t believe that Logan would have taken Dani against her will, but a nagging feeling persisted—an unsettling worry that he might have involved her in something dangerous. The deafening silence of their phones amplified her unease. Doubt and worry gnawed at her, propelling her toward the boatyard in search of answers.

Panic surged through Lou’s veins, igniting a wildfire of urgency within her. With trembling hands, she swiftly grabbed her keys and dashed out of the house. The sun beamed overhead, casting a warm golden glow that mirrored the intensity of her emotions. Along the winding hillside roads, her grip on the steering wheel tightened, her knuckles growing pale under the strain. Each twist and turn propelled her closer to her destination, the weight of anticipation hanging heavy in the air as she raced against time.

The town sprawled out before her, its hues dancing with vitality against the captivating backdrop of the shimmering sea. Lou’s gaze remained fixated on the tracking information, guiding her unwaveringly towards the boatyard. Each passing moment heightened her emotions, magnifying the blend of fear and trepidation coursing through her veins.

Lou’s eyes darted between the road ahead and the flickering glow of the tracking app on her phone screen. The desolate dock emerged on the horizon, a melancholic tableau of weathered buildings and fragmented boat hulls. Her focus honed in on a familiar object in the distance—the unmistakable sight of Mary’s rental car. A surge of hope mingled with dread as she approached her destination, the pieces of the puzzle slowly falling into place.

The salty tang of the sea wafted through the air, mingling with the subtle undertone of age and neglect. Lou pulled her car to a stop beside Mary’s and stepped out, her eyes drawn to the figure diligently toiling on a nearby boat in a deserted forecourt. A flicker of hope sparked within her as she raised her hand in a tentative wave, seeking a fleeting connection. The stillness pressed upon her, intensifying her unease, as a growing sense of anxiety gnawed at her, whispering that something was amiss.

Her heart raced as she stepped into the building, a surge of anticipation and apprehension coursing through her. With cautious steps, she surveyed the surroundings, her gaze sweeping the ground floor in search of any trace of Dani. The empty rooms and hushed hallways revealed no hints, only an unsettling stillness that sent a chill down her spine. The air was heavy with the weight of the unknown, heightening her sense of unease with each passing moment.

Her breath grew shallow, her heart pounded with a fierce intensity as she ascended the stairs. Every step was a calculated movement, a delicate dance to maintain the fragile balance between silence and progress. The air felt dense, as if time itself had slowed, stretching each passing second into an eternity of anticipation. Her senses were heightened and every nerve was on high alert. She strained to catch any sound of Dani’s voice. The weight of the unknown pressed against her chest, an invisible force that threatened to suffocate her.

Beads of perspiration trickled down her brow, fear and urgency coursing through her veins like a relentless current. She resisted the urge to rush, understanding the importance of measured composure. Each passing moment held the weight of their mission, and a single misstep could unravel everything.

In the suffocating stillness, Lou strained, her ears finely tuned to catch the faintest murmur that could lead her to Dani. Every sense heightened, every nerve on edge, she manoeuvred through the labyrinth of uncertainty.

At the top of the staircase, Lou’s breath caught in her chest at the sight of the partially open door, a delicate stream of light seeping through the narrow crevice. Curiosity and prudence wrestled for control, nudging her to approach with cautious steps, her gaze fixated on the glimpse of the room beyond. The rhythmic thud of her heart reverberated in her ears as she strained to detect even the slightest hint of motion or sound.

Voices swirled in the air, their words a tempest of emotions that crackled with tension. Logan’s voice thundered through the room, a symphony of anger and betrayal that reverberated off the walls. “How could you betray me like this, Angel?” His words echoed with a potent mix of fury and anguish, each syllable crashing against the walls like waves crashing upon the shore. The air crackled with an electric charge; the atmosphere thick with the weight of their shattered trust.

Angel’s callous laughter followed, its chilling echoes bouncing off the walls of the room. Lou strained to capture every syllable, her mind racing to comprehend the magnitude of the unfolding deception.

The weight of Logan’s disbelief hung heavily in the air; his voice laced with raw emotion. “I trusted you!”

Angel’s tone turned colder, devoid of remorse. “Trust is just a currency, Logan. A means to an end. And Álvaro’s offer was too good to pass up. He promised me the manager position, full control, and a cut of his illicit dealings. It was an opportunity I couldn’t resist.”

Logan’s words reverberated with hurt and disbelief, their weight palpable in the stifling air. “I thought we were friends, Angel. Doesn’t that mean anything to you?” Silence settled over the room, heavy with anticipation for her response.

Angel’s retort sliced through the tension, her words dripping with disdain. “Friends? Why would I ever be friends with someone like you? Someone I despise.” Contempt oozed from her voice, each syllable laced with venom. “The way you exploit your wealth and status to seduce women, only to discard them like disposable toys afterwards is disgusting.”

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