Chapter 110

James

Once the cold, hard fact sunk in that Mia Donovan—the young woman to whom he had just recently confessed his love—was kidnapped, James Maxwell became strangely calm, morbidly serious, and utterly dangerous. His eyes and demeanor were dark as he stared off into the quiet street at the telltale signs of a van making its quick escape not too long ago.

Of course, he was certainly in his element now, having suddenly and without warning found himself the prey, which he’d definitely enjoy hunting.

“I’ve assembled the team,” Scott said. “They should arrive soon.”

Eric added, “It shouldn’t take them long.”

James nodded. Then he returned his attention to their surroundings. “We need to thoroughly inspect the road. If the meeting was here, then there should be more evidence. Tire markings.”

Scott nodded. “We’ll wait until the team arrives.”

James agreed. “Now let’s check the surveillance recordings.”

Returning to the house, the Maxwell brothers went through the surveillance records that ha