Chapter 129

Ryan's hands trembled slightly on the steering wheel as he pressed the phone harder against his ear, the gridlocked traffic a taunting barrier ahead. "Daisy is about to be attacked," he said, his voice low and urgent, cutting through the hum of horns.
Logan replied flatly from the other end, skepticism sharpening his words. "In a place that packed with people? I don't think those guys would be dumb enough to try it."
Ryan's eyes darted between lanes, seeking any sliver of escape. "Crowds are perfect—no one notices a damn thing. Tell me, is she alone right now, or is anyone near her?"