242 DEAD END

“No! I'm sure there are other options we are yet to explore,” Madison insisted, frustration evident in her tone as she threw her hand up in frustration at Ethan's adamant disapproval of her suggestion. “We have already scraped the bottom of the option barrel here, and there's nothing left. We can't involve the police; otherwise, Caramel might actually hurt her,” she explained, exasperated. “I'm not going to allow you to put yourself in danger!” Ethan snapped back, his tone firm. “That's the only way!” Madison snapped back, her own frustration matching his. He shook his head silently, but Madison pressed on. “Look, we need to make a move fast, or your mom could get hurt. We need to convince Caramel that she's winning.” “Your plan is unhinged,” Ethan said, his voice strong but showing signs of wavering resolve. “I know it is. But desperate situations call for desperate actions,” she whispered, reaching out to grab and rub his folded fist. He slowly released his tightly cur