Chapter One Hundred and Ten.

"Omg... Help me. Plea— Argh!"

Mandy's panicked voice yelled into the phone.

"Mandy! Mandy!" The call dropped without her answering. Declan growled, tightening his fight.

He glanced at the Livingstons trying to summon their guards and his chest rose in anger. Just when he was so close at getting them.

Glancing down on his phone, he gave it a final squeeze and dashed out.

Back at Livingston's sitting room, Chris sat paranoid on his arm chair while James tiptoed to the front door.

"Did you hear that noise?" James asked his father.

"I don't know what's going on but we have to get to those boys before something rash happens."

Chris buzzed the safety button one more time and this time, someone picked, saying a weak "Copied" into the microphone

"Where the hell have you been!?”

***

Declan turned to the next lane sharply, causing other drivers to honk their horns at him.

"Lunatic!" One yelled out from his window.

Declan sped off, Mandy on his mind. He dreaded what may be the

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