[Minutes ago, in Summit Partners…]
Atlas rolled his neck in a slow circular motion, loosening the stiffness. His eyes flicked to the clock, his brows creasing when he noticed the time. Thinking Lola was taking longer than expected, he picked up his phone and sent her a message.
[To: Lola Young
Where are you? I'll meet you halfway.]
But just as he hit send, another name flashed on the screen. Without hesitation, he answered.
"Baby," he greeted, only to frown as Baby spoke on the other end. When the man finished, Atlas's expression darkened.
"Was she abducted?" he asked.
"No, sir. Miss Lola went with them. There didn't seem to be any struggle."
"Where are you now?"
Baby, who was parked at a distance, kept his gaze fixed on the resort. "I'm at the place they took Miss Young. I've already called for backup, and they're in position. We're just waiting for your order, sir."
"Hold your fire," Atlas ordered as he rose to his feet. "Make the call if things go south."
"Yes, sir."
