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'Footguy? Tim, are you Footguy?'
'Yes.' His face was pained as he reached out and stroked a shaky hand over my cheek. 'I just wanted to see them. But he took you away.'
'Did you send me the screenshots? The roses?'
'I sent you the flowers, but you gave them away. That hurt.'
'I'm sorry,' I said, my voice quavering.
'But he sent you the screenshots. The other guy.'
'What other guy?'
'He paid me to make a hole in our wall, my bedroom backs onto yours, and he made me install a camera so he could see you.'
'When?'
'When you came back from your trip. When you let the man fuck you on camera. He said he needed evidence that wasn't from the cam site. And I was so mad at you. I did it.'
My hand shook as I reached into my pocket, but my phone wasn't there. I'd left it inside.
Shoving past Tim, I made a run for it, pleased when his footsteps didn't follow me. Looking back over my shoulder, he just looked crestfallen. With a thump I ran straight into someone, but before I could see their face, a strong smelling cloth pressed against my face. Flailing, I fought against the arm around me, kicking and punching as my vision blurred. I slumped in my attackers arms as the world dipped to black, Tim's sad face the last thing I saw.
CHAPTER FORTY FOUR
LOGAN
An incessant buzzing woke me up. Shit, I’d slept in late.
Sitting up, I grabbed my phone and smiled when Valentina’s name popped up, a little cherry emoji beside it.
‘Hey, baby girl,’ I said into the receiver.
‘Logan?’
My brown furrowed as the voice met my ear.
‘Who’s this?’
‘It’s Lara. I need your help. Valentina is gone.’
The world slowed as I tried to grasp her words. ‘Gone?’
‘She went to take the bin out and get some flour a few hours ago and she never came back. I tried calling the police but they say she needs to be missing for a whole day before they can get involved. But she left her phone, her keys, even her purse, she just grabbed some change from the bowl for the flour. She’s not with her mum, she’s not with you and she’s not with me. There’s nowhere else she would have gone without saying something.’
Lara’s voice shook with the same panic that I felt rising in my chest as I leapt out of bed and dressed.
‘I’ll be there as soon as I can. Is there no way she’s just stopped for a coffee somewhere?’
‘Logan, I know her. She always tells me where she’s going. Especially since the pictures. She would have come back in to grab her stuff.’
‘Right, hold tight, be with you soon.’
My chest burned as worry fled through me. Was it whoever sent her the images? Shit, had we angered them by being together on camera? I’d had my guys tracing everyone who had logged in to watch us, hoping that the instigator would send more images to prove he’d watched. But nothing had arrived.
My sweet girl.
If someone hurt her, I’d strip them to the bones while they watched for as long as I could keep them alive.
