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If Freya hadn't laid the groundwork beforehand, Kristian might have been sent into a full-blown panic.
Even knowing it was all part of the plan, he still couldn’t shake his worry for her.
“Don’t worry. Freya's safe,” Frederick assured him again.
Kristian remained silent. He opened the new email and clicked on the attached image.
He had to admit—Freya had truly thought of everything. She'd even prepared the report in advance.
After viewing the photo, he noticed a message beneath it.
It read, “If you don’t want Freya to be harmed, go sit on the beach overnight before 6 PM today. You may only
wear a shirt on your upper body. If you refuse, I'll throw her into ice water for the night. And if you call the police,
she dies.”
Kristian read the message in full, then took his phone and headed out.
Frederick stopped him. “Where are you going?”
“To the beach,” Kristian replied without hesitation.
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“You're not going.” Frederick grabbed Kristian firmly, his face etched with urgency. “He’s just using scare tactics.
Freya can handle herself. You've got to trust her.”
“But what if something goes wrong?” Kristian’s presence was cold and commanding, his tailored suit only
amplifying the intensity of his aura. He couldn't afford to take that kind of risk.
Soaking in icy water was dangerous—especially for a woman—and he couldn’t stand by and let that happen.
“Freya knows what she’s doing. You've got to believe in her,” Frederick insisted again.
“How exactly is she supposed to handle it?” Kristian lowered his eyes, his voice calm but razor-sharp. His
question struck Frederick dumb. “She’s not going in there as your teammate—she’s going as my ex-wife. What
do you expect her to do in a place she doesn’t know, surrounded by strangers? You think she’s going to blow her
cover?”
Frederick stood frozen under the barrage of questions, words caught somewhere in his throat.
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If Freya didn’t want to expose her identity, then she wouldn’t use her skills. That much made sense.
Because if she did, Brendan would know she was K.
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“You'll get sick sitting out there all night in just a shirt,” Frederick tried again, switching tactics. “That place he
told you to go? It's two, maybe three degrees Celsius at dawn.”
Even bundled in a heavy coat, it'd be bone-chilling. And Kristian wasn’t even dressed for it.
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Was he? Kristian asked himself that very thing. He was afraid. Terrified.
But deep down, he knew—Freya had already walked away. The fact that she’d forgiven him proved it.
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Frederick’s voice caught in his throat.
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