My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 1290

Tristan Davis appeared in the video, kneeling on the ground. His eyes were downcast, but his back stayed perfectly straight. There was no fear in him, no panic, just a quiet calm. The only light came from a car nearby, washing over him in a soft, hazy glow.

Emily Blair glanced over at Benjamin Gomez.

Benjamin watched her for a long moment, then let out a sharp laugh. “You really are something else. Completely cold-hearted.”

He took his phone back, his smile icy. “Seems like you don’t care about them nearly as much as they think. If they saw how you reacted, do you think they’d regret ever listening to me?”

Emily lowered her gaze, not reacting at all.

Benjamin’s expression darkened, his eyes hardening. “Or maybe you already knew they’d do anything for you. Is that it?”

Suddenly, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head up. He leaned in, his face set in a deep scowl. “You know, I really hate that feeling.”

Emily met his stare, her eyes just as cold as his. She didn’t back down.

With a grunt, Benjamin shoved her head down. Her skull struck a small rock on the ground, sending a burst of pain through her head. Bright spots swam in her vision.

He shoved his phone in her face, the screen lighting up with a photo. It showed Rose Ward and another woman standing together on a shadowy street corner in the middle of the night.

Emily didn’t recognize the other woman right away. Benjamin told her who it was.

“It’s a shame, really. They broke their promise and went to the cops anyway,” Benjamin said. “So now, Emily Blair, you get to pay for it.”

Emily’s brow furrowed.

Benjamin and his men stood in front of her, arms crossed, staring at her without an ounce of pity.

“If you want to blame someone, blame your two lovers,” Benjamin said. “I told them not to call the cops. But they just couldn’t listen.”

Emily tried to suck in another breath, just as Benjamin gave a quick look to one of the men.

This guy was the biggest of the group, tall and broad-shouldered. He nodded at Benjamin, pulled a black mask over his face, and strode over to Emily.

She didn’t even have time to look into his eyes before he rushed forward and slammed his boot into her stomach.

Everything went white. The pain exploded in her gut, shooting out to every limb. Sweat poured down her face and back, her vision swimming as her mind slipped away.