Chapter 208: Which one is it?
Rage had given them an ultimatum. Five days. After five days passed and the ledger was still not in his possession, Azrael won’t live another day. Nathaniel was certain Rage would retaliate once he learned their trickery. So, he already made plans for his family beforehand.
His decision to send Knox and the children to England was swift and without room for discussion. He could sense the impending danger in their current situation and couldn’t risk any of them staying behind.
Azrael’s kidnapping had shaken the family, but there was still much at stake. The ledger that had been recovered was their last hope to take down Rage without jeopardizing Knox’s safety or the lives of his children, and his husband.
"Althea, I will leave Knox to you," Nathaniel called his daughter and gave her strict instructions. "He will likely refuse to come, so, sedate him if necessary. If he goes, the children will naturally follow."
"He’ll get mad," Althea replied, she agreed with her father’s choice, though it was clear she did not relish the idea.
Knox had always been strong-willed, and there was no telling how he would react.
The following morning, the fourth day, Althea decided to put the plan in motion. She timed her presence in the kitchen, stirring a cup of coffee on the counter while Athan, who was aware of the plan, was seated on the stool in the breakfast nook, sipping his own drink.
Knox came downstairs, yawning. He was surprised to see his half-siblings in the kitchen, feeling a bit guilty for the reason he was sleep-deprived—his plan to secretly follow Athan once they leave for tonight.
His father did not disclose the location, so Knox had to do it to know where Azrael was. If no one knows that he’ll come, then it would be easier for him to move in the surroundings, and find out where they locked up Azrael.
"Morning, Knox," Althea greeted him with a small smile. "Do you want coffee? I can make one for you."
"Sure, thank you," Knox gladly answered. He was about to go over to his sister when Athan grabbed his arm. Turning to his half-brother, Knox gave him a questioning look asking him what was wrong.