Hostage

Lord Frederick's POV

“Damn it!” I yelled and clenched the phone in my hand.

“Were you able to track the call?” I said to Frank, who looked at his computer and sighed.

“I can’t track the exact location, but the call is being made around here,” he muttered while I grunted and ran a hand through my hair.

“Calm down, Fred. Our men are working on it,” Jennifer tried assuring me, but it only made me angrier. The more she stayed in that hostage situation, the more I felt like my life was being drained out of me. What game is he playing? Why does he not demand anything but instead wants to keep Aurora away from me for the next 5 hours, promising she'll be returned untouched and unharmed? What kind of silly game is that?

“Who might this be?” I yelled angrily.

“You have so many enemies, Frederick,” Jennifer murmured. “This is why I told you to send Aurora away. Her staying with you will draw attention to her. But once you send her back, all attention will be withdrawn from her,” Jennifer said w