“Young Master Toby?”

“Yes, it’s me. Now open the gate, I need to see my dear, elder brother.”

The security guard let the slide open and Toby’s driver drove up into the driveway of Ethan’s mansion. He had suspicions about the kidnapping situation not reaching his brother’s ears.

His brother had that lapdog, Bruce, always giving him firsthand information so there was simply no way that crippled brother of his had no news about Jane’s kidnapping.

“We’re here, Young Master.” The driver’s reminder pulled him from his thoughts and he alighted from the car once his door was opened.

He strode into the mansion while the guards watched him like...