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Chapter 15
Mac was grateful Declan was driving like a bat out of Hell. They had to get to Sarena.
“You’ve got to get ahold of her and tell her not to go to your house or hers,” Declan growled.
“I know. She’s not answering her phone,” Mac snapped. He hit the disconnect button and redialed her number again. Sarena was at work, and he prayed she would be safe while in the hospital. There were plenty of people around in the busy emergency room.
Again, no answer. Her voicemail picked up. “Hi, you’ve reached Sarena. I’m unavailable for the moment. Leave a message, and I’ll be sure to get back to you soon.”
He closed his eyes briefly, listening to her sultry voice recording.
“Sarena. It’s me. Do not go home or to my house. Go to your parents’ house. I’ll explain later. Just go to your parents’ house when you get off work, and I’ll meet you there.” He disconnected the call.
“Why didn’t you tell her you love her?” Declan asked, his attention focused on the road.
“It would be the first time I’ve ever said it,” Mac admitted, looking out the window. It wasn’t like either of them had ever been in a relationship that would warrant emotions and dreaming of a future. “I don’t think it would be appropriate saying it on a voicemail at first.”
“But you do love her?” Declan glanced at him before turning his eyes back to the road.
They were picking up speed as he guided the car onto the highway.
Mac wasn’t sure what love was. He’d never allowed himself to grow close to any female. The only female he’d ever had a close relationship with was his mother.
The vision of Sarena’s deep dimples came to mind, her bright smile when she laughed. He was addicted to watching the emotions cross her face when she reached her climax or hearing her call his name while he thrust deep inside her tight channel.
What was love?
If it meant he’d be willing to kill to ensure Sarena was safe, could witness another sunrise, or that he’d have the chance to hold her in his arms again just to watch her sleep, then he’d be the first to admit that Marcas MacArthur was officially in love.
“Yeah, man. I love her. I want her in my life. We are perfect together,” he admitted, rubbing his hand across his face. Just saying it aloud was like a weight off his shoulders. He searched deep in his heart and knew that with every fiber in his soul, she was his future.
‘I don’t care what you’ve done in the past, I’m the present, and if you play your cards right, I’ll be your future.’
Her voice echoed in his head as he thought of how she had burst through his door, her heart on her shoulder. That’s what he loved about her. Not only was she smart and sexy, she had a big heart and wasn’t afraid of going after what she wanted, and that night, she’d made sure he knew he was what she wanted.
“Let’s have a patrolman go to the hospital. Maybe she can’t answer, or you know how we can never get reception in some parts of the station,” Declan said. “Maybe her phone isn’t going off.”
“Good idea.” Mac nodded, glad that Declan was with him. He was used to being the leader and the one making sound decisions.
“Hey, this is Sergeant Declan Owen. I need a patrolman to head over to General Hospital,” Declan ordered.
Mac listened to his friend arranging for the patrolman to go pick up Sarena. The operator put him through to the nearest patrolman to the hospital.
“Officer Thompson, this is Sergeant Owen with SWAT. We are in need of a favor.”
A few minutes later, arrangements had been made, and they drove in tense silence.
“Thompson will pick her up. She’ll be fine,” Declan assured Mac.
“We need to find out the leak. Who in the department would have let Tyree know it was me who killed his cousin? Who would have access to my report?” Mac growled.
“We’re going to have to let the captain know,” Declan stated. “This needs to be looked into. If they are giving this type of information to the gangs, there’s no telling what else was leaked.”
“If anything were to happen to her—”
“Don’t think that way,” Declan cut him off. “She’ll be fine. Whoever leaked this will still get an ass-kicking.”
Damn straight they would. Mac’s fist would be slamming into their face before IRB could get in their ass.
