Chapter One Hundred And Fifty Four

As Ryan sat slumped on the chair in his bedroom, the food his chef had sent up still untouched in front of him after hours, his mind wandered to the events of the previous day.

The call he received from Smith played in his head like it was happening again and he pinched his eyebrows in frustration.

He had harboured hope that Smith had kidnapped Turner as that was the only enemy he could think of that would go to those lengths but after the call of the previous day, he was back to square one with no headway in sight as to Turner's whereabouts.

The call with Smith had gone something like this:

“I know you have Turner with you, Smith. You don’t have to play this dirty. Let him go and we can talk.” Ryan growled into the phone, annoyed that Smith even had the audacity to call him after holding Turner hostage.

“What are you talking about, Ryan?” Smith asked, sounding innocent over the phone.

“Cut the pretence already. Okay, tell me, what do you want? Why did you kidnap Turner.”

“Kidnap? M