[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bound-to-my-enemy":3,"chapter-bound-to-my-enemy-bound-to-my-enemy-chapter-112":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Bound to my Enemy",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1600050,2067,"Chapter 112.","bound-to-my-enemy-chapter-112",112,"\u003Cp>\"I don’t give a fuck!. I’ll deal with that later just shut it down! .\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thomas steps closer sensing my turmoil he clasps his hand on my shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’ll find her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I look at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s something dangerous building in my chest now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They knew,\" I say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Knew what.\" He asks confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They knew that she’d leave.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thomas hesitates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think someone inside tipped them off?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My jaw tightens at the realization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t random.... this was timed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They waited until I was occupied and until she moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pull my phone out and call Aaron but it goes straight to voicemail, i try again still Nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I lower the phone slowly. Swearing under my breath, I’m going to kill tht little fuck when I see him!.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If she’s touched,\" I say quietly, \"there won’t be a single city left.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fredrick cautiously steps closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’ll get her back boss.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I look out over the river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This isnt your fault.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t answer that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because if I hadn’t made enemies..... If I hadn’t burned half the underworld to the ground just to..... before I can complete that thought process a car pulls up behind us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Another one... more of my men\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Camera at the east exit picked up a black van,\" Fredrick says after talking to one of the men that just arrived . \"No plates.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Send me the footage.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nods moving to do as directed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get me everything,\" I continue. \"Footage, and name of Anyone who’ has moved against us in the last six months.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thomas nods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fredrick starts issuing orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stand there for one more second then I turn back toward the car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She’s not dying because of me,\" I say under my breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not this time, not again someone else won’t die or get hurt because of me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It takes everything in me not to start breaking bones just to hear something snap. Just because I need something to match the pressure building in my chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood on the gravel has already started to darken. It streaks toward the water in uneven smears, like someone tried to brace themselves but failed. I crouch again, forcing myself to look at it clinically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angle of impact and direction of drag, it’s not enough to mean she bled out here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s enough to mean she fought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good. That’s my girl, she’s a fighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thought shouldn’t comfort me, but it does.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She fought which means she was conscious, which means they didn’t get her easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My men move through the area in controlled sweeps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I roll my shoulders once, slow, trying to bleed off the heat under my skin cause if I let it take over now, I’ll miss something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m think of my next line of action to take to approach from behind me but I don’t turn until I hear the sound of someone choking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fredrick appears from under the bridge, one hand fisted in the back of a man’s collar, dragging him like dead weight. The man’s wrists are bound behind him with zip ties and a black bag covers his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fredrick doesn’t speak, he just proceeds to shoves the man forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stumbles to his knees in front of me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fredrick yanks the bag off and I recognize him immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the Donald’s runners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Low-level. Not important enough to matter on his own but Important enough to send I see\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When his eyes meet mine, I step forward and drive my fist straight into his stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound that leaves him is wet and broken. He folds instinctively but Fredrick jerks him upright again by his hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hit him again an again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crunch under my knuckles isn’t bone yet, but it’s close, on the fifth punch, something gives way softer than cartilage and he wheezes, his body sagging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a second the red haze in my vision thins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not completely gone but better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My knuckles sting where my skin is split with his Blood...his or mine... I dunno slick against my skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It doesn’t touch what’s inside me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He was surveying the area,\" Fredricksays quietly. \"Saw him about fifty yards out, Donald’s crew. There was another car but it took off.... Our men are on it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Donald Of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grab the man’s chin and force his face up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You picked the wrong day,\" I tell him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spits blood to the sidea dand I smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can talk now,\" I continue evenly. \"Or later. Doesn’t matter, I’m going to enjoy this either way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He says nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brave or stupid Doesn’t matter which.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was going to give you something quick,\" I say. \"But since you’ve decided to be loyal to that fuck, I’m going to let my men get creative after I’m done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fredrick hands me a knife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s cold cold in my palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shrug out of my jacket and hand it to one of the men without looking away from the kneeling figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground is damp as I crouch in front of him. Up close, I can smell sweat and fear under the copper tang of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grab his face with one hand, digging my fingers into his cheeks until his mouth opens in a raw, ugly sound\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tries to twist away but Fredrick tightens his grip and forces him still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I take a hold of his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the background, Thomas steps closer after ending a call. He leans down and murmurs something in my ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Van registered to a shell company. Ties back to Donald’s logistics arm. We’ve got a warehouse east side.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nod once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I look back at the man in front of me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You know...It’s amazing,\" I say calmly, almost conversational, \"how much pain a human body can take before it shuts down.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shakes his head weakly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I press the knife lightly against his index finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can drag a man to the edge of death and pull him back. Over and over and over again.\" I tilt my head slightly. \"But what really breaks him is hope.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing turns uneven.\u003C\u002Fp>",1017,"2026-06-06T09:39:37.420Z",1,"novelbin.me","695ed55599ea435a452e05169e161668bf1ba2be0b3e330b28eb8a1881922d99","bound-to-my-enemy-chapter-113","bound-to-my-enemy-chapter-111",266,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbound-to-my-enemy-cover.jpg"]