One Night Stand With My Husband’s Brother

Mackenzie’s jaw dropped in horror. She glanced down at the phone that rested on her thighs, before raising her gaze to meet with Chase’s dark ones. Her throat had gone dry immediately she heard the mention of death and daughter IN THE SAME SENTENCE.

She held the phone up and frowned at Chase, panicking.

“Why did you end the call? We could have been able to…”

“We can’t track the call. Whoever it is, the person was smart enough to make use of a burner phone.” Chase replied, turning to look at her. He could see her panic stricken eyes dance all over his face. She was losing her mind, and he knew it. He needed to hold himself together for her, for Cameron too. Only the heavens knew how badly he wanted to punch the glass windows of his car until they all shattered into pieces.

“Oh God.” She muttered underneath her breath, throwing her head against her seat and sinking further into the leather. Chase sucked in a deep breath, before placing his right hand on hers. He squeezed her knuckles gently, and when she turned to look at him, tears glittered in her now dim hazel eyes.

“We are going to find her, Kenzie. Please trust me.” His tone was beginning to wobble too.

Mackenzie struggled to nod. She had to trust him, it was the only way she would be able to remain sane.

She nodded and looked away from him to stare at the window as they drove past other cars on the bridge.

Chase reached for his phone in his right pocket and dialed Nora’s number. She picked up at the first ring.

“Mr Chase! Oh my God, sir. I was just about to call you! What’s happening sir?” Even she seemed overwhelmed by all that was happening.

“The men are still on him, but the speed at which he is running is very dangerous, especially with the child in the car!” The fear in her tone was more than evident. Chase knew Mackenzie could hear him, so he tightened his grip on her hand, a silent reassurance. It was all he could offer to her at that moment.

“Remain on his tail. I’ll inform my men to stop following him. But track him, I do not care if he runs to the end of the Earth.” His jaw hardened. “Don’t fucking lose him.”

Mackenzie clutched her phone in her right hand, so hard that she could almost break it into pieces.

Chase ended the call with Nora and pulled Mackenzie closer to himself. She turned to look up at him as tears strolled down her cheeks. Chase’s heart shrunk in his chest. He reached for her face and cupped both cheeks with his bare palms. With his trembling thumbs, he wiped her tears away, but there came a fresh wave to replace every one he swept away.

To see her like that, in so much pain, was fucking destroying him.

“Everything is going to be fine, Kenzie. Please, I need you to trust me.”

But she didn’t speak, she couldn’t. Chase cursed underneath his breath and pulled his phone out again. He needed to take more drastic steps to get Calista back as soon as possible.

He knew that she had been taken to a dilapidated building, Nora had sent him the location a few seconds after their call. He immediately contacted his PI team through Nora, and ordered that they get the company’s chopper ready for extraction.

“We have pinned his location down. Get the chopper, get me a SWAT team. I need this to remain as private as possible.”

“Yes sir!”

“Drive faster!” Chase called out, tapping the driver’s seat.

Maxwell risked a glance at Chase’s scowling face through the rearview mirror and knew better than to ask any questions. He pushed his feet against the accelerator, revving the car’s engine.

The car sped up, and Chase’s heart pounded in his chest. He knew how dangerous the mission was. One wrong move, and he could lose Calista forever. He had to be fast and very careful at the same time, it was driving him nuts.

He settled into his seat and looked down at his sleeping son. His rage quickened once more, boiling in the pit of his stomach. Calista, his little princess was in danger, he could only imagine how scared she must be feeling.

“Allow me go, Mackenzie.” Chase breathed out.

“Allow me get the bastard.” He turned away from Cameron and looked at her.

“No,” Mackenzie replied, shaking her head frantically.

She sniffed in her tears before she continued to speak.

“I can’t let you go there alone. I…I need to be with my baby when we get him. She must be…she must be so confused and scared and…” Her eyes were swarmed with tears once again. As Chase reached for her cheeks, she pulled away from him and sniffed them in, wiping her eyes with the back of her palms.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“I’m not crying. I’m not crying, but I swear on every muscle in my body that I’ll tear the bastard from limb to every freaking limb!”

Her sorrow, her pain, raw and fresh, undiluted rage made Chase’s heart bleed. He tried to put his free arm around her, but she was stiff with anger.

He knew the feeling far too well, and knew that she had every reason to be.

Another call from Nora had him grabbing his phone from his side.

“Tell me you have good news.” He sneered.

“And goodnews I have, sir.” Nora sounded elated, almost relieved. But there was another strange hint in her voice. However, it didn’t stop him from jerking up, but not hard enough to wake Cameron up.

“The company’s chopper has located the kidnapper. But there’s a problem, sir.”

“What the fuck is it?” He whispered through barred teeth.

“The car is headed towards a rink, sir.”

Chase’s eyes flew open. His fingers gripped the phone with so much force his knuckles hurt.

“What did you say?”

Mackenzie sat up, glaring at him. He made sure to avoid her gaze.

“It’s very dangerous sir, the car is sure to sink in the middle if he goes any further.”

“Nora, what the hell are we going to…”

“I have contacted 911 already, and I have arranged for a truck. If the car starts to sink, we will be…oh shit!”

Chase pulled the phone away from his ear to glare at the screen, before placing it back.

“What the fuck is happening, Nora? Fucking talk to me!”

“The man is out of the car, sir! He just ran out now. He must have figured he was in danger. The car…the car sir…”

Mackenzie’s heart hammered in her chest. She couldn’t breathe. She brought down the glass of the window by her side, and tried to suck in air through deep and quick breaths from her mouth, yet the air was not enough.

“Nora, please stop the riddles and tell me exactly what’s happening.” Chase muttered underneath his breath. His rage would not let him scream, it was spreading to all parts of his body, faster than any poison.

“Chase, she…she…” Mackenzie stuttered, unable to speak properly.

“The car is sinking, sir. And I’m afraid Calista might be in it.”