Chapter 73

• AUTHOR’S POV
• The video played on the flat screen silently. Just quick flashes of Ryan being shoved into the rear of a black SUV, his face twisted in anger, his jaw set as if he still had a chance. Micheal leaned back in the leather chair, gaze glued to the screen, arms folded across his chest, his shoulder tense. The room was quiet aside from the gentle hum of the air conditioner.
• Jayden leaned forward, elbows on his knees, brow furrowed. “Who the hell is this Ryan guy anyway?”