Hearing Poppy's cry, Soren's head snapped up. His eyes found Evangeline first, and he stopped in his tracks.
Her wrists were bound tightly with coarse rope. Even from a distance, he could see the raw, red marks chafed into her skin. A sharp, unexpected pain lanced through his heart.
Poppy saw where Soren's gaze was fixed. She bit her lip, a familiar wave of disappointment washing over her. Since he had arrived, he had given her only a fleeting glance, while his eyes remained locked on Evangeline.
The jealousy that had been momentarily suppressed by fear flared up once more. She looked over at Evangeline, dangling from the rope, and a dangerous thought entered her mind.
She suddenly wished the rope would break. Evangeline would fall, and her body would never be found.
The thought horrified her, and she quickly pushed it away. Luckily, no one had noticed.
Soren finally tore his eyes away from Evangeline and focused on Mr. Howard. Seeing who their captor was, his expression turned to ice. "I came alone," he said, his voice clipped. "The money and the car are here. As we agreed, let them go."
Mr. Howard smiled. "Oh, I can let someone go."
He looked from Evangeline to Poppy and back again, his smile widening. "They're both here, Mr. Fawkes. You get to pick one to take with you."
His words stunned all three of them into silence.
"What do you mean?" Soren's voice was colder now, his heart sinking as he began to understand Mr. Howard's true intentions.
As expected, Howard's tone was lazy. "It means exactly what it sounds like. Thirty million and a car is only enough for one of them."

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