Chapter 333

Alexander’s face twisted in disbelief. He thought, Elizabeth got snatched? In broad daylight? Who’s got the guts for that?

“Which station’s handling it?” he asked.

“The main one,” Laura said.

He thanked her and hung up. The elevator doors slid open. He stormed out, Nolan hot on his heels. “Mr. Tudor, I’m coming with you.”

Alexander shot him a look. “Why no phone on you?”

Nolan looked sheepish. “It died, sir. I…”

Alexander didn’t respond, just jumped into the car, and they sped off.

Nolan stayed behind, sighing. “Hope Elizabeth’s okay. If not, Alexander’s gotta be freaking out, right?”

At the police station, Alexander walked in, spotting Rose in the lobby, tears in her eyes. She looked shocked to see him. He approached, unsure what to call her. After a beat, he said, “Aunt Rose. Rose. You here for Elizabeth?”

Rose, despite her dislike for Alexander, nodded. “Yes.”

“They’re in there,” she pointed to a conference room.

Alexander nodded. He almost patted her shoulder but thought better of it and headed to the room. Rose watched him go, feeling conflicted. She’d seen Alexander grow up, always close to Celine and Lily. He was perfect in every way, except for not loving Elizabeth. If he could be the Percy family’s son-in-law, she’d be thrilled. But love made him a jerk.

She lowered her head. As a mom, no matter how great Alexander was, she didn’t want Elizabeth hurt again.

Inside the conference room, everyone stood up, except Declan. They nodded. “Mr. Tudor.”

Alexander nodded at Declan, who returned a cold stare with no warmth.

“Uncle Declan,” Alexander said.

Declan looked away.

Chapter 333

“Mr. Tudor, here about Ms. Percy?” Chief Ian Phillips asked.

Alexander nodded. “What’s the deal? I just heard.”

Ian explained, “She was grabbed at the residential complex entrance. Surveillance shows she vanished at this intersection.” Alexander looked at the screen. Ian added, “We’ve searched all directions.”

“How long since the cops got involved?” Alexander asked.

“An hour,” Ian said.

“Nothing?” Alexander’s voice was tense.

Ian wiped his brow. Lisbun was huge, and the kidnapper left no clues.

Declan slammed his cup on the table. Alexander glanced over; Declan was losing it.

“Ms. Percy tick anyone off lately?” Ian asked Declan.

Declan snapped, “The one she pissed off is right here!”

Ian and Alexander exchanged looks.

Alexander said, “Uncle Declan, I wouldn’t have her kidnapped.”

Declan, fuming, stood up. “Then think! Who else would she offend? Elizabeth’s always kind; she’d only piss someone off because of you!”

Alexander’s eyes darkened. He suddenly thought of someone.