Chapter 141: Farez

Monday. Beirut Terrace Garden Condos, Beirut, Lebanon.

FAREZ HAD TO make things right. He had to do something.

He stood on the sidewalk and stared up at the fancy condo building in the bustling downtown area. He'd seen the black SUVs and followed them this time back here. With any luck, Ashton and Carla were somewhere up there. It was their assistant Farez was worried about.

Hani was a thug. A troublemaker. And Farez didn't trust him.

What if Hani had them all?

It was a situation Farez didn't want to think about too much.

Someone bumped into him. Farez stumbled sideways into another large man before a hard object was thrust against his ribs.

"Don't move. Don't scream. Walk," the man he'd stumbled into said.

"What?" Farez glanced over his shoulder and met the gaze of a blonde haired green eyed American.

"Move," the blonde man barked.

Farez let the two men guide him across the street toward the condo's entrance. "I need to speak with Ashton. Or Carla."

"Like hell