HEIRS OF THE HIDDEN FLAME

NATHAN'S NARROW ESCAPE

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The roar of the engines filled the air as the private jet Gwen hired touched down on the tarmac of the international airport in Romania. Inside the sleek cabin, Gwen's heart pounded with a mixture of anticipation and apprehension. She had come halfway across the world to rescue the man she loved, and failure was not an option.

With a determined glint in her eyes, Gwen reached for her phone, her fingers flying over the screen as she dialled the number of Jonathan, the man who had offered Nathan refuge. She knew that time was of the essence and that every moment wasted brought Nathan closer to danger.

The phone rang once, twice, before a voice crackled through the line, filled with a sense of urgency.

"Gwen?" the man said, his voice tinged with relief. "Is that you?"

"Yes, it's me," Gwen replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil raging within her. "I need your help. I'm at the international airport. Can you bring Nathan here?"

There was a brief pause on the other end of the line