THE HEIRESS VOW - Chapter 34

Chapter 34: In Enemy Hands
The damp, musty smell of the underground hideout mingled with the metallic tang of blood, creating an atmosphere of suffocating dread. Flickering fluorescent lights cast eerie shadows on the rough concrete walls, amplifying the sense of confinement. Liam hung from chains, his wrists raw and bleeding, his body a canvas of fresh wounds and old bruises. His breath came in ragged gasps, each inhale a painful reminder of his predicament.

“Talk,” the interrogator’s voice was cold, devoid of any emotion, as he circled Liam like a predator. “Tell us what you know about Ava’s plans.”

Liam’s head lolled to the side, sweat mingling with the dried blood on his face. His eyes, though clouded with pain, held a spark of defiance. “Go to hell,” he rasped, his voice barely more than a whisper.

The interrogator’s fist connected with Liam’s jaw, snapping his head back with a sickening crack. “You’re only making this harder on yourself,” he sneered, wiping his knuckles on a dirty rag.

Liam’s vision blurred, the edges of his consciousness fraying. He could feel the darkness creeping in, but he fought to stay awake. For Ava. For their mission. For the people depending on them.

In another part of the city, Ava paced the length of her makeshift command center, her mind racing. Maps and blueprints were spread across tables, and her allies huddled around, discussing strategies in hushed tones. The tension in the room was palpable, a testament to the urgency of their task.

“We have to find him,” Ava insisted, her voice a mixture of desperation and determination. “We can’t let them break him.”

Jenna, her closest confidante and a fierce warrior in her own right, placed a reassuring hand on Ava’s shoulder. “We’ll get him back, Ava. But we need to be smart about this. Charging in without a plan will only get us all killed.”

Ava nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat. She knew Jenna was right, but the thought of Liam suffering at the hands of their enemies was unbearable. “What’s the latest intel?” she asked, forcing herself to focus.

“We’ve tracked the signal to an abandoned warehouse district on the outskirts of the city,” Jenna replied, pointing to a location on the map. “It’s heavily guarded, but we have a window of opportunity just before dawn.”

Ava’s eyes narrowed as she studied the layout. “We’ll need a distraction,” she mused. “Something to draw their attention away from the main entrance.”

Jenna’s eyes sparkled with a dangerous glint. “Leave that to me.”

Back in the hideout, the interrogator leaned in close to Liam, his breath hot against Liam’s ear. “Last chance,” he hissed. “Tell us what we want to know, or you’ll regret it.”

Liam mustered the last of his strength, lifting his head to meet the man’s gaze. “I’ll never betray her,” he spat, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

The interrogator’s eyes flashed with anger, and he raised his hand to strike again when the sound of an explosion rocked the building. Dust and debris rained down from the ceiling, and the lights flickered before plunging the room into darkness.

“What the hell is going on?” the interrogator barked, turning towards the door.

Liam’s heart leaped with a glimmer of hope. He knew that sound. Ava was coming.

Chaos erupted as Ava and her team launched their assault. Gunfire echoed through the corridors, and shouts of confusion and pain filled the air. Ava moved with deadly precision, her focus unshakable as she fought her way towards Liam.

In the interrogation room, the interrogator scrambled to maintain control, but it was too late. The door burst open, and Jenna stormed in, her eyes blazing with fury. She dispatched the interrogator with a swift, brutal efficiency, then hurried to Liam’s side.

“Liam, it’s me,” she said urgently, unlocking the chains and catching him as he collapsed into her arms. “We’ve got you.”

Liam’s vision swam, but he recognized Jenna’s voice. “Ava…” he murmured, his strength fading fast.

“She’s here,” Jenna assured him. “Just hold on.”

As they made their escape, Ava led the charge, her heart pounding with fear and hope. They reached the rendezvous point just as dawn began to break, the first light of day casting a golden hue over the battle-scarred landscape.

Liam was barely conscious, but he managed a weak smile as Ava knelt beside him. “You came,” he whispered.

“Always,” Ava replied, her voice choked with emotion. She gently brushed a lock of hair from his forehead, her touch tender despite the urgency of their situation. “We need to move, now.”

With Liam supported between Jenna and another ally, they made their way to the extraction point. But as they approached the waiting vehicle, Ava’s phone buzzed with an incoming message. She glanced at the screen, her heart freezing at the sight of Liam’s face on the video.

“Ava,” Liam’s recorded voice pleaded, his eyes filled with pain and urgency. “You have to stop. Don’t come for me. There’s a bigger threat. Focus on that. Please, promise me.”

The video ended, leaving Ava stunned. She looked at the real Liam, who was barely holding on, and then at her team, who were waiting for her command.

“What do we do, Ava?” Jenna asked, her voice steady but her eyes betraying her concern.

Ava took a deep breath, her mind racing. The enemy had planned this, she realized. They wanted to divide her attention, to force her into an impossible choice.

“We stick to the plan,” she said finally, her voice firm. “We get Liam to safety, then we deal with this greater threat.”

As they sped away, Ava’s resolve hardened. She would not let their enemies win. She would protect Liam, and she would uncover the truth behind this new danger. Whatever it took.