Chapter Forty

“I’m coming to get her now,” I said to the kidnapper over the phone the next morning, referring to my mother.

Damien had gotten called for a work emergency, so I had asked him to drive me back to the house before he left, where I took a shower and made the call.

“You weren’t home throughout yesterday. A little bird told me that you finally got married to that old man of yours. Don’t you think it’s insensitive, getting married to someone when your mother is in the hands of someone who could kill her?” he taunted.

“Please, just…” I closed my eyes and shook my head, not ready to have that conversation with anyone, especially the person who took her away from me. “I’ll be there in a while.”

“You should be. This is going to be interesting,” he muttered before hanging up the phone.

I took a taxi to the address that I was given, my heart going a mile a minute as I thought of the possibilities. What if I did something wrong at the last minute and she