Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1108

The knocking persisted, darkening Gabriel's expression with each sound. It was clear the person outside knew he was inside but refused to leave.

He exhaled deeply and quietly moved Mason to the bedroom before returning to the door. In a low voice, he asked, "Who is it?"

"Hello, I'm here to check the gas lines. Could you open the door, please?" the other party replied.

Gabriel hesitated before saying, "I'm busy today. Come back tomorrow."

"Sir, our inspections are time-sensitive. Last time, you weren't home. It'll only take five minutes," the person explained.

When Gabriel remained silent, the voice pressed on. "Sir? Are you still there?"

"I said come back tomorrow!" Gabriel snapped. "I don't have time today."

Deciding to ignore the persistent visitor, he retreated to the living room and made a call. "Some guy claiming to check the gas is at my door. Get up here now and deal with him!"

The line remained silent for a moment, and Gabriel's instincts flared.

Something was wrong. His tone turned icy. "Who are you?"

The call abruptly disconnected.

Unease settled over him as he tried contacting his men again, but none of them answered.

Growing frustrated, he called his secretary. "Find out what's going on! No one is answering my calls!"

"Yes, Mr. Hackett! Right away!" he replied.

Hanging up, Gabriel paced the room, anxiety building with each step. A chilling thought suddenly struck him, and he bolted toward the bedroom.

The man's eyes were icy as he asked, "Where's Buddy?"

Gabriel staggered back, startled. "Who are you?"

"You don't need to know who I am," the man replied. "Tell me where Buddy is, or you'll never leave this place alive."

Gabriel snorted. "And why should I tell you?"

Before he could react further, the man seized him by the throat. "Mr. Hackett, I know all your plans. If you tell me where Buddy is now, I'll let you leave. You have one chance. Miss it, and you won't walk out of here."

Fear washed over Gabriel as he locked eyes with the man. He paled.

"Let me go! You'll regret this!" Each word escaped through gritted teeth.