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“Miss Liberty knows. She’s under the protection of the club,” he said.
I gave him the jerkiest nod. Of course, he would make sure that Nolan was protected that way. The same as he’d been with Dr. Reynolds.
Anxiousness burned through me as we traveled through Moonlit Ridge. I was leaned forward, bouncing, antsy, desperate to get to him.
To see him anew.
Without the sorrow I’d been written in.
Without the grief and the loss.
With this pure joy that blistered through every faculty and every sense.
And still, I knew I loved him the same. That I’d already fallen wholly in love with this child, with or without my blood that ran through his veins.
River made a left into the modest neighborhood on the far side of town.
Tears of disbelief continued to track down my cheeks as he pulled to a stop at the curb in front of Liberty’s house. A sob hitched in my throat as I looked out the passenger-side window. “I can’t believe…”
It broke off.
River reached out and squeezed my hand. “Come on, Charleigh, let’s go get your son.”
River hopped out and was rounding the front of the SUV as I fumbled out. Unable to wait.
My nerves rattled and more questions poured through my brain.
The hows and the whys.
I knew some of them would never be answered. My father had taken those to his grave.
Anticipation billowed beneath the surface of my skin, and shivers lifted when River took my hand and we walked together to the door.
But it was dread that slithered through me when I felt the alarm on the other side of the door. I thought River must have sensed it too because a frown cut across his brow and he knocked on the door with the back of his fist.
One second later, Miss Liberty ripped it open, horror drenching her face.
“Oh God, River…I can’t find Nolan.”
FIFTY-SEVEN
RIVER
Charleigh was rockingon the couch wrapped in a blanket. Unable to sit still as she swam through the anguish. Finding out that Nolan was her biological son and losing him in the same goddamn breath.
While I stormed back and forth across the living room, trying to tamp the rage. To save it up for the fucker who I was going to carve into a million little pieces and take pleasure while doing it.
“We’re going to find him.” Raven whispered it where she sat next to Charleigh, rubbing her leg like she might be able to give her comfort.
Knew there wouldn’t be an ounce of comfort until we brought Nolan home.
We’d warred about going to the local Sheriff. We’d been feeling him out, trying to decide if he could be trusted to be brought in, but we hadn’t been able to discern that yet.
So there we’d been, weighing risks, and my crew had decided we had to continue to go this alone.
But this was my fuckin’ son we were talking about.
Charleigh’s son.
