Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78631 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78631 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
He pulled out his phone, fingers flying over the keys as he sent out an alert to everyone in EM Security Management. They had mere minutes before the van hit the highway and vanished for good.
Nash hated like hell that he hadn’t had time to update his bosses about this case lately. Hunter Edgington was going to be pissed that he had begun looking into George Benedict without getting the a-okay. He’d been following the leads, but…
God, had their investigation made Haisley a target? And if Benedict was dead…who was pulling the strings?
Nash sprinted back to his vehicle, jaw clenched with grim determination as he climbed in, sped out, and flew down the road to see if he could spot that brown van.
He would find Haisley. He would burn the whole damn trafficking ring to the ground—hell, the world, if he had to—in order to save her. Every second counted. Haisley’s life hung in the balance, and he fucking refused to let her down again.
Nash tried not to think about the odds of finding her alive and unharmed as he jetted down the road…