Adam stared at the picture that had just appeared on his screen. Saira. Her expression was unreadable and her gaze fixed on the phone as if she had been waiting for something but there was also fear on her face, as if she was worried about getting caught.
Hurriedly, he was about to call the number that had sent the picture when another message followed.
"Help me, please, Adam. Also, don't reply here."
Adam's grip on the phone tightened and his pulse quickened. Help her? How? Where was she? Why had she not contacted him until now. Why now? Also, was this her own wish or was it Robert Collins' doing. Now that his grandfather had confirmation about Saira's value and he was now using her.
A second message buzzed in then.
"I will be in City A after two weeks. At Collins' mansion. I will contact you then."
It had to be another trap. She was going to be here again. Why?
