Holden's heart skipped a beat. He quickly pulled out his phone and called his wife.
Moments later, the call got through, but a man was speaking on the other end. He laughed flirtatiously. "Mr. Neal, you're filthy rich. Look at the valuables in your possession!"
Holden could hear women's and children's sniffs and sobs in the background.
"W-Who the hell are you?" bellowed Holden through gritted teeth.
"Me... My boss is standing right before you. You have his wife, remember?"
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