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“Look after her,” Smith told him. “Or you’ll answer to me.”
Reuben held her tight against him and she only turned back once to smile at Smith.
“Where’s Cat? Alejandro? Rafael?” she asked.
“They’ve gone home. I didn’t want them lingering around the police station. It might give the cops ideas and Cat needed to go home.”
Faith nodded. “Was all that true in there? Lou and her . . . her brother want to harm me to hurt you?”
“Yes,” he said grimly.
“That’s so hard to get my head around.”
“All because Abel Venturo’s son was a child abuser.” He explained everything as they headed out of the police station. It blew her mind. He didn’t tell her how he knew all of this, and she didn’t ask.
“How are we getting home?” she asked.
“Steven is stuck in traffic, but he’s not far away. And the Scot is coming home with us.”
The Scot seemed to appear out of nowhere. Had he been following them? He gave her a wink and she smiled back at him. She’d been worried that they might all think she’d kept her relationship to Smith a secret on purpose. Or, worse yet, that they thought she was some sort of spy.
Not that Reuben ever told her anything about Alejandro’s businesses. But still . . . it was good to see that the Scot didn’t think that.
They waited outside for a few minutes, then Steven pulled up about fifty feet away from the front of the police station.
The Scot moved in front of them to open the back door. She slid in. The partition was up between the front and back. Reuben sat next to her. As soon as the Scot shut the door, the car sped off.
“What the fuck!” Reuben slammed his arm over her to stop her from flying forward. She turned back to find the Scot standing there, his phone in his hand, looking horrified.
Fudge!
What the hell was going on?
“What is this? What’s happening?” she asked as the car sped up. “What is Steven doing?”
“I don’t think it’s Steven, baby.” He buckled her in. “Be ready to undo it when I say so. Fuck!” The car swung between traffic.
“Are the doors locked?” she asked.
Reuben tested them. “Yes.” He hit the unlock button, but it didn’t work. “He’s done something to them. We can’t jump, anyway. He’s going too fast, and we could be hit.” He drew his phone out. “Alejandro? Yes. Nighthawk is tracking us? Yep. Yes. Good.”
He ended the call. “Alejandro is on his way with men. Nighthawk is tracking us. This guy has fucked up. He hasn’t thought this through.”
“Steven? Where is Steven?” she asked.
“Alejandro is going to send someone looking for him.” He fired off another message. “Fuck. Do you have Childs’ number?”
“Yes. Why?”
“He won’t be expecting us to call the cops. But he’s just kidnapped the police chief’s cousin.”
Her breathing grew fast. She drew out her phone as the car swerved between more traffic. She quickly called Smith, putting it on speaker.
“Faith?”
“We’ve been kidnapped,” Reuben replied. “My driver has been replaced by someone that I assume is Darcy Rivers. We’re trapped in the back of the car, and he is driving erratically.”
“Give me your location and the car license plate.”
