Standing beside him, Keith waved his hand urgently and questioned, “Hey, why the freeze? Shouldn’t we give Bryson a call?”


    “Just heard a woman scream from his end.


    I ” Trent blinked, struggling to articte.


    “A scream?” Keith grabbed the phone from Trent’s grip.


    “Let me call him!”


    Keith dialed Bryson’s number again.


    Bryson picked up promptly, a touch of impatience in his voice.


    “If this is some prank, knock it off.


    ”


    “No prank.


    It’s Keith, Hannah’s brother.


    Remember me? We hung out at Remington’s vi.


    ”


    A pause followed, then Bryson’s tone softened a bit.


    “Yeah, I remember.


    What’s up? Everything okay with Hannah?”


    “Yeah, she’s good.


    We just need to chat with you alone.


    When’s a good time?”


    ncing at the disheveled woman on the floor, Bryson squinted coldly.


    “Tomorrow.


    ”


    “Sounds good.


    We’ll catch up then.


    Got some important stuff to discuss.


    ”


    “Okay.


    ”


    Keith let out a relieved sigh and handed back the phone.


    “Alright, all set.


    We’ll meet him tomorrow.


    ”


    Only then did Trent snap out of it.


    “Did you hear anything strange just now on the call?”


    “Nah, didn’t catch any scream like you mentioned.


    Maybe just some noise from TV or something?”


    “Not sure.


    Trent shook his head, then shrugged.


    “Forget it.


    Tomorrow it is.


    ”


    Meanwhile, on the other end, Bryson tossed the phone aside and sank into the sofa.


    Caleb stood nearby, his arm wrapped in a bandage, head bandaged too, indicating serious injuries.


    On the floor, Maryamy, her arm badly cut, blood flowing freely, her condition looking dire.


    As Bryson settled into the sofa, he tossed the bloody dagger away and said, “Trying to run and hurting my men? Looks like your time’s up.


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    His tone t, Maryam, still in pain, lifted her head and clutched her wounded arm.


    “You can’t kill me! I’m valuable to you!”


    “Hmph”


    Bryson snorted coldly.


    “All you’ve got is insider information.


    How dare you hurt my people! Even if I know nothing, it’s no loss for me.


    Caleb, deal with her.


    ”


    Only when Caleb readied himself did fear grip Maryam.


    “You don’t want to know the truth? What about Miss Moore?”