Zyron's POV
I was still at home, the air in the living room thick with tension. Everyone was gathered — Trixy's parents, her brothers Xavier and Zac, Ryker, and my own mom and dad. The silence felt heavy, the kind that made your heart pound even louder.
I looked at Trixy's parents, who both appeared pale and sleepless.
"You should stay here," I told them firmly. "It's safer than your house."
Then I turned to Ryker. "Send men to guard their home. Double the security here too — I don't want any risks."
Ryker nodded. "Already done. I've also checked the addresses the kidnappers gave you. The locations are one hour apart." He looked at me seriously. "What's your plan, Zyron? You only have an hour to decide."
I clenched my jaw, unable to answer right away.
"Do you want me to send some of our men with you?" he asked.
I shook my head. "No. I'll do this myself. I'll be the one to bring them back."
