Chapter 350
Chapter 350:
“Actually,” Victoria interrupted, “I’ll be joining you.”
“Victoria…” Alexander began to protest.
“This is not up for discussion,” she cut him off, her voice leaving no room for argument despite her weakened state. “Camille is my daughter. I’m coming.” The fierce determination in her eyes silenced any further objections. Alexander simply nodded, then turned to make the necessary arrangements.
Twenty minutes later, Alexander’s phone chimed with an incoming message. Jason had found something.
“The cabin property was purchased by a shell company called Phoenix Rising LLC just two months ago,” Alexander reported, showing them the screen. “Just weeks after Rose left the family. The development company never tore it down, they went bankrupt before starting construction.”
“Phoenix,” Victoria noted. “Like Camille’s foundation.”
“Rose would love that irony,” Stefan said grimly. “Using Camille’s own symbol against her.”
Alexander continued reading. “Satellite imagery shows the original structure still standing, with some recent modifications. And there’s a vehicle there now, a black van that matches the description of the one used in Camille’s abduction.”
The room seemed to hold its collective breath.
“That’s it,” Stefan said with certainty. “That’s where she has Camille.”
Alexander was already moving, issuing orders through his phone. “Full tactical team. Helicopter transport. We move in one hour.”
“One hour?” Richard protested. “My daughter is in that monster’s hands right now!”
“It’s a three-hour drive to the location,” Alexander explained, his voice tight with controlled urgency. “The helicopter gets us there in under an hour. We need time to prep the team, coordinate with local authorities, and develop an approach strategy.”
Victoria placed a hand on Richard’s arm. “He’s right. We can’t rush in without a plan. Rose will be expecting us.”
As the room erupted into coordinated activity, Alexander stepped away briefly, staring out the window at the darkening sky. Thirty-five hours since Rose had taken Camille. Thirty-five hours of her in Rose’s hands.
He felt Stefan’s presence before the man spoke.
“We’ll find her,” Stefan said quietly. “Rose won’t kill her quickly. That’s not what she wants.”
“And what does she want?” Alexander asked, not turning around.
“To make Camille suffer. To break her. To make her watch as Rose destroys everything she loves.” Stefan’s voice was hollow with the weight of his knowledge. “She wants Camille to feel as alone and abandoned as she felt when the family turned against her.”
Alexander finally turned, studying the man who had once been married to Camille, who had betrayed her with Rose. “You knew what Rose was. What she’s capable of. And you still chose her over Camille.”
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