“Find out which hospital Blair’s kid is at, and pass the word to stop his treatment.”
Kyle’s eyes glinted with satisfaction like a cat playing with a mouse.
He thought he had me cornered.
He thought this power play would break me.
He thought this move would make me crawl back to him.
But that's just what he thought.
He had no idea.
I gave him a bleak smile before the person on the line could answer.
“Is this the kind of game you want?” I asked, sneering.
Kyle’s smirk faltered, but he didn’t back down. Soon, the man's voice came through the speaker, hesitant and unsure.
“Mr. Tyson, Andy passed away the day after you disappeared.”
