Chapter 171

Alexander slipped away from the others without a word. He knew what needed to be done, and it was a burden he had to carry alone. The streets were quiet as he made his way to the rendezvous point, his mind racing.

Elena’s desperate cries echoed in his ears, but he pushed them aside, focusing on the one thing that mattered now—his son. He couldn’t let him die. Not like this.

He arrived at the abandoned warehouse Harrington had specified. The dim lights inside flickered ominously as he stepped through the entrance. His breath hitched when he saw his son, bound to a chair in the middle of the room, tears streaming down his face.

Standing behind him, Mr. Harrington loomed with a smirk, his hand resting casually on the boy's shoulder. “Alexander,” Harrington drawled, “right on time.”

“Let him go, Harrington,” Alexander growled, his voice cold as he held out the device. “I brought what you wanted. Now let my son go.”

Harrington chuckled darkly, tightening his grip on the boy’s shoulder, c