Chapter 1203: Ignoring the Bigger Picture

At 4 a.m., the wind howled along the Ylosea dock. A man stood motionless, the air around him so heavy it seemed impenetrable. Only the sound of waves crashing against the shore broke the suffocating silence. Bridger arrived in a screech of tires. He froze for a moment at the scene before him, then strode forward quickly. “If there’s no other way, I’ll take a few teams and go straight at him. One way or another, we’ll fight.” Nelson kept his gaze fixed on the distant ocean. Jaquan’s boat had long disappeared over the horizon. His voice was low and restrained. “See for yourself.” Bridger hesitated, then took the phone from Nelson’s hand. A video was playing. In it, Callie was tied up in the water, half of her body submerged. She cursed Jaquan bitterly, her agony piercing through each word like a dagger to Nelson’s heart. Bridger fell silent. Jaquan had a hostage; a direct confrontation was out of the question. Nelson had too much to consider, too many responsibilities to bear