My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 1256

Tension hung in the air between the three of them, stretched so tight it felt like it could snap at any second.

Benjamin Gomez looked completely off. His expression, his posture—everything about him screamed trouble, like he’d just stepped out of a movie as the villain about to make his move.

Emily’s instincts screamed at her, sending her a jolt of anxiety that made her step back. The driver gritted his teeth and stepped up to shield her. “Hey, say something!”

Benjamin didn’t react. He just stood there, silent, rigid.

Emily frowned. “Mr. Gomez, if you have nothing to say, please move aside. I’m leaving.”

She waited a few beats. He still said nothing.

The driver muttered under his breath. “Are you deaf? What are you even doing here?”

The wind cut through her coat, sharp and cold. Emily waited, but Benjamin kept his silence. She turned to go back to the car.

Suddenly, his voice rang out. “Why can’t you just leave Isabella alone?”

Emily froze. She turned around and met his glare. His face was even darker now, shadows carved deep across his features.

She kept her voice steady and cold. “Mr. Gomez, you’re confused. This isn’t about me holding on to her. It’s the law. She’s the one who broke it.”

A sharp metallic bang shattered the tension. Emily’s eyes widened. Benjamin’s fist had come down hard on the car’s hood. Even without seeing the damage, the sound told her all she needed to know.

The driver tensed up, taking a few steps back and putting himself between Emily and Benjamin again.

Emily kept her cool. “Mr. Gomez, you’ll have to pay for that.”

His voice was rough. “Just tell me, what will it take for you to let Isabella go?”

Emily studied him, her gaze steady. “I’ve already explained. She did something wrong. The law won’t let her go. If you’re angry, take it up with the court, not me. I can’t give you what you want.”

Emily reached for the car door. A sudden rush of footsteps came from her left.

The driver was on her right now, separating her from Benjamin, his back to her, facing Benjamin.

But that sound—those footsteps—they were coming from the other side.

Emily’s pulse spiked. She looked up, just as a gloved hand swung out in front of her, holding a folded cloth. The sharp, chemical smell hit her instantly.

Her eyes went wide. She tried to jerk back, but another hand grabbed her from behind, tangling in her hair, forcing her face into the cloth.

Caught off guard, she inhaled deeply. The world spun.

Somewhere close, she heard the driver shout in panic, “Ms. Blair!”