“Who are you looking for?”

The man’s voice over the phone sounded raspy and unpleasant.

As Cedrick listened to the man’s voice, memories of Joe’s face from their younger days and the shared experiences of training together came flooding back.

During their training, Cedrick and Joe, along with their fellow trainees, learned a few voice modulation techniques.

“Joe, is that you?” Cedrick inquired, though deep down, he was already certain of the answer.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a light chuckle. “Looks like I’ve underestimated you, Mr. Jenson. I’m impressed that you were able to figure that out. That explains why you’re still at the helm of the Federal Bureau of Investigation after so many years.”

Cedrick, not interested in pleasantries, got straight to the point. “Where’s my wife? Release her immediately. If you have any demands, speak to me directly,” he demanded.

The man sneered, his voice hoarse and tinged with mockery. “I’ve always thought you had a heart of stone, but it seems you love your wife deeply. Tell me, are you willing to give up your life if I want you dead?”

Cedrick remained silent for a moment, contemplating his response carefully. When he spoke again, his tone was serious and unwavering. “If you release Gwendolyn and guarantee her safe return, you will witness news of my self-inflicted gunshot the next day.”

“Why should I trust you?”

“We’ve known each other for years, and you know I’m a man of my word. If you don’t trust me, I can write a will.” Cedrick spoke calmly as if discussing something trivial.

However, Cedrick’s serious words seemed to have the opposite effect, further enraging the man on the other end of the line.

The man’s voice grew even more venomous as he reminded Cedrick of a past tragedy. “Cedrick Jenson, have you forgotten about the girl who died for you? You were heartless back then, and now you’re claiming to be a perfect husband, willing to sacrifice your life. Do you think I would let you off so easily?”

Cedrick’s face turned pale as Joe’s words unearthed haunting memories from his troubled past.

of Investigation, pretending to be a devoted husband without any guilt?” Joe’s voice dripped

toward

to be swayed by the man’s accusations. “I don’t feel guilty. I haven’t done anything wrong to

girl whom Joe had asserted had died

voice turned even more menacing, reminiscent of a wild beast’s growl or a lurking predator’s hiss, thoroughly provoked. “After all these years, you’re still the same heartless man you used to be. Since you’re so capable, find your wife on your own. But let me remind you, I’ve been treating your wife kindly lately. Nevertheless, in the next two days, you can expect a little surprise gift from me. Perhaps her ring

on the receiver tightened. “Joe Landon, if you dare to lay your finger on her, I’ll make your life a living

than death for a long time,” he replied callously. “But

continued, Swain proactively

with advanced technology—to facilitate

state-of-the-art technology used in investigations, Joe remained oblivious to the fact that all the information from his phone was being encrypted and uploaded to the Federal Bureau of

fully focused on the computer screen as he

might consider letting your wife go if you admit to your past mistakes. Kneel before Eryn’s grave for three days and three nights,

with Joe, who had been on the run for many years, would be

disguise and had a highly deceptive

three days, who could be certain of the

so there was no reason for him to

Cedrick chose to remain silent, seemingly

press him further. “Take your time to think it over. If you don’t call me by this time tomorrow, be prepared to receive a gift from me,” he warned ominously

Beep! Beep! Beep!

immediately leaned in. “Boss, what’s the

remained fixed on the blue screen of Swain’s coding, his eyes narrowing sharply as he focused his determination. “We’re not at his mercy. I’m in control of the situation,” he declared firmly. “We still have twenty-four hours, so let’s use the remaining time

immersing himself in

finally establish a connection with the tracking system on Joe’s

afternoon, the displayed location on Swain’s screen indicated that Joe was still in

etched itself on Cedrick’s countenance as he fell

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