CHAPTER 600. FIGHT FOR YOU. PainKyle was dazed. The small, targeted explosion had destroyed his metal legs below the knees. Would it kill him? No. Did it hurt like hell? Absolutely. Because even though those legs were artificial, the way the base plates were connected to the nerve networks in his limbs made the pain feel infinite—and then some. He glared at Vance with concentrated hatred, and for one terrible second, he understood that he couldn’t stop him from taking Adriana. “Let her go now!” he hissed. “And maybe I’ll let you keep breathing…” “You know that’s not going to happen!” “Then make sure I don’t find you,” Kyle growled. “Because if you so much as harm a single hair on her head, I guarantee you’ll spend the rest of your sad, long, miserable life in a three-by-three-meter cell with me, tied to a chair as I tear you apart piece by piece. Got it?” The fury in his eyes made it impossible to misunderstand, but that wasn’t going to stop Burgges. “Well, who would’ve though
CHAPTER 601. FIGHT FOR YOU. Where is that Memory?The world spun strangely. He felt dizzy, uncomfortable, and a dull pain coursed through his body as if a truck had run him over. Opening his eyes and realizing he was bound only made his entire body react, trying to break free. “Calm down, calm down! It’s me, your uncle!” Caleb said quickly. Kyle breathed a small sigh of relief—until he noticed he was lying on what looked like a hospital table while a device scanned over his body. “Relax, I’m just making sure you don’t have any internal damage. Your legs are wrecked, so I want to ensure that damn blast didn’t mess up any organs.” Kyle pressed his lips together. Honestly, he wasn’t sure; everything hurt too much, starting with his legs. But he said nothing about that. “Did you bring others?” he asked, and they both knew what he meant. “Yes, I brought another pair of prosthetics. We’ll talk about that in a moment.” Caleb spent another five minutes ensuring everything was okay. The
CHAPTER 602. FIGHT FOR YOU . I Can’t Promise ThatKyle’s eyes shifted in disbelief toward the base plates connected to his body. Those were never changed except during surgical procedures and were completely independent of the prosthetics, which could be swapped out as needed. His uncle approached one of the plates and pointed to a tiny compartment, resembling a phone SIM slot. It was so small that no one would have noticed it. From it, he extracted a micro SD card that looked like a grain of black sand in the fighter’s large hand. “I need to know what’s on it,” Kyle stated firmly. “At this point, it doesn’t matter what the hell happens if we connect it. That guy has Adriana, and he’s a professional. If he knew my mother, he must’ve been MI6 or…” He paused, lost in thought, before glancing at the three men around him. “Or he’s just a pawn.” His father frowned, placing the memory card in Caleb’s hand as he asked, “Do you think someone else might be involved?” “Vance Burgges… he’s n
CHAPTER 603. FIGHT FOR YOU. An AdvantageIt hurt. God, it hurt—but Kyle wasn’t about to admit that right now! “You need to understand the risks…” Victor tried to reason with him while adjusting one of the prosthetics, watching his older brother let out a growl of pain. “You’re not my warranty provider, little brother. Save the lecture.” “Hey, knock it off! This could be dangerous for you!” Victor snapped. “You can’t just do whatever you want! If you ruin the base plates, you’ll need another surgery, you idiot!” “And you think I care about that?!” Kyle shot back in frustration. “Adriana’s in danger—because of me, you get that?! I can’t let anything happen to her!” Victor was about to argue when their father intervened. “That’s enough! You’re not solving anything by fighting. You—” he pointed at Victor, “—put the prosthetics on him. And you—” he turned to Kyle, “—accept the consequences and deal with them, whatever they may be.” Kyle gave a curt nod, and a few minutes later, he w
CHAPTER 604. FIGHT FOR YOU. First QuestionThey had thrown a jacket over her shoulders to help with the cold, but Adriana had no idea where she was. Vance Burgges had dragged her to this place, and after talking to Kyle, he blindfolded her before moving her again. She realized she wasn’t tied up, but every wall around her was padded and soft. She stood up abruptly and saw a man silhouetted against the dim pre-dawn light. “What is this?! Where are we?!” she demanded in fear as Vance threw several military-grade chem lights at her feet. Adriana grabbed one and snapped it, illuminating a small enclosed space about fifteen square meters in size. Apart from her and a water bottle, there was nothing else there. “Don’t worry. In a few hours, your boyfriend will give me what I want, and then he’ll have your location. Until then… try not to die,” Vance sneered mockingly. Adriana watched him shut the door behind him. She knew it would be pointless to pound on it or scream; she doubted any
CHAPTER 605. FIGHT FOR YOU . Give a Man a Glimmer of Hope**Where’s my woman?** That was the million-dollar question, and Kyle was sure that sooner or later, Vance Burgges would break and talk. Kyle wasn’t particularly fond of torture, but he couldn’t deny the satisfaction of crushing that guy’s fingers until the nails literally burst. Yet, twelve hours in, he still had no clue about Adriana’s whereabouts. “Break time!” Aaron called out, distracting Kyle for just a moment—long enough for his pistons to strike one of the floor rings instead of a finger, hitting it hard. Kyle grunted under his breath and stepped away from a sobbing Vance Burgges to speak with his father. “He’s not going to tell you anything,” Aaron murmured, pulling Kyle aside. For five brief minutes, they joined Caleb outside the warehouse. “He will. Eventually,” Kyle insisted. “He’s a trained agent. He won’t say a word. And believe me, those billions are more than enough motivation to endure the pain,” his uncle
CHAPTER 606. FIGHT FOR YOU. The EndgameKyle took a deep breath, watching as Vance Burgges’ face turned pale. That only confirmed that his suspicions weren’t far from the truth. “You sent her off in a damn container, didn’t you?” he hissed angrily, gripping the man’s face. “This dock only handles cargo ships, and a guy like you… you probably have enough connections to sneak one onto a ship, don’t you?” For a long moment, their eyes locked, and Vance growled with frustration. “You’ll never find her!” “Caleb! The ships!” Kyle demanded urgently, imagining the horror Adriana must be feeling, trapped alone in the darkness of a container. “I’ve got it!” Caleb said, hurrying over to his nephew. “Sixteen cargo ships left in the past twenty-four hours. But only one has such a long travel itinerary. The *Emeril*. It’s heading to Japan. It left eighteen hours ago.” Kyle pressed his lips together, bracing for bad news. He was still staring into Vance Burgges’ eyes, and there was far too muc
CHAPTER 607. FIGHT FOR YOU. You Have to Be ReadyThere wasn’t a single sound outside or any sign of movement. The chemical light sticks didn’t last long, and Adriana used them only when she had no other choice. She knew the walls of her prison were padded, but she wasn’t sure if it was to keep sound from escaping or to prevent her from hurting herself. She had explored the space using one of the small light sticks, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t tear off the padding. She was certain that someone like Vance, who had managed to outwit Kyle and his family, wouldn’t place her anywhere public where she might be rescued. Crying or screaming wouldn’t help. Eventually, exhaustion overtook her, and she collapsed into one of the corners, curling up to keep warm as the temperature dropped. The cold seeped into her bones. She had only water to drink—very little—and no food. Her only hope was that Kyle would find her quickly. Part of her brain, overwhelmed and drained, would dr