A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 1077

Because of her, Starla had collapsed in a pool of blood, and they had been forced to leave her behind. And now, they had absolutely zero leads.

Fairfax rubbed his throbbing temples. "Stay out of this."

"Do we at least know who took her?" she pressed.

She knew Fairfax had been dedicating all his resources not just to finding where Starla was, but identifying the faction that grabbed her. When they realized Yardley and Herbert were also frantically searching, they were completely stunned.

It was just the three factions out there that day. Were there others? If so, who? Was it one of their rivals?

That had to be it. It had to be a hit squad. Otherwise, who would have shot her? Neither Herbert, Yardley, nor Fairfax's own men would have pulled the trigger on her.

Fairfax had reached the same conclusion, and it was driving him insane.

"If she's in the hands of our enemies, what are they going to do to her?" Susanna broke down sobbing.

"I said shut up!" Fairfax snapped.

For the past three days, he had been haunted by the thought that she had fallen into the hands of a rival syndicate. If that was true, the outcome was too horrific to contemplate. As Amos said... her chances of survival...

He couldn't let his mind go there. The thought of her bleeding out somewhere was paralyzing.

"We have to find her," Susanna cried. "We have to bring her back."

She could barely eat or sleep. If Starla died because of her, she didn't think she could live with herself.

...

While Fairfax turned the world upside down, Yardley was doing the exact same in Yoran. He hadn't seen Herbert since they returned, but he assumed Herbert was out leading the search efforts.

"You're telling me you can't even find a single trace of who took her?!" Yardley raged, slamming his fist on the desk when Garret and Reba came back empty-handed again.

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