He'd also planned a rescue route.
Worried Rosalind Lowell wouldn't be able to hold on until he arrived, he hacked Ron Adler's phone, and that's when he heard the man's vile filth.
His rage ignited in an instant, and he immediately made the call.
Ron Adler was still reeling from the shock when Alaric Davenport spoke again. "You have one minute. Cover up that disgusting flesh."
The moment Ron Adler heard this, he hastily threw his clothes back on.
"Wait for me."
Rosalind's eyelashes fluttered. Those two words from him were enough to put her at ease.
But the moment his call disconnected, two masked men entered.
"Boss, we got the order. We're supposed to move."
Ron Adler spat. "Move? Move where? Where the hell can we run?"
The other two men stared at Ron Adler's state, completely baffled and unsure of what was happening.
Rosalind frowned. She knew for certain she was about to be moved, but she had no idea if Alaric knew.
