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I’ve been snapping their heads off since the moment we left Chicago and they’ve long stopped bothering to go easy on me.
It’s taken way too fucking long to get into the city, and the longer it takes, the more I worry we’re going to be too late.
I’ve called the number Isla called from at least fifty times, but each time it goes to voicemail, my rage seems to beat harder through my veins.
I don’t know if I’m more angry at her for leaving or at me for not seeing this coming. The moment I realized Edward wasn’t answering my calls or contacting his daughter, I should have known something was wrong. When Isla came to me because she was upset her best friend wasn’t replying to her messages, I should have looked into it.
There were so many things I could have done, so many times I could have stopped it from getting to this point, and yet here we are.
Storm’s phone rings in the front seat and he answers it before the first ring is even finished. “Saint James,” he barks before going silent as he listens to whatever the other person has to say.
He looks over his shoulder, regret pouring into his icy gaze before he hands me the phone without a word.
“Isla?” I say hopefully, even though in my heart I know it won’t be her sweet voice on the other end of the phone.
“Doc, it’s Bryant.”
“Where the fuck is she?” I growl.
He’s silent for a beat, and the longer it lasts, the more my stomach drops. Something’s wrong. “I don’t know.”
I run my hand through my hair, fisting the strands until the bite of pain is enough to stop me from losing my ever-loving mind. “What do you mean you don’t know?”
“We had a plan, and if she’d followed it, she never would have been out of our sight. We didn’t tell her we had a guy on the inside because we needed her to sell it for Spade without feeling completely secure. But she made a run for it instead. After she spoke to you, she started getting cold feet and then she ran.”
“Ran where?”
“We’re not sure. She had a tracker on her, but it disappeared a few blocks from the club. We’ve been trying to hack into the cameras in the area, but we think Spade has someone blocking us.”
I close my eyes and take a breath, desperate to not lose my fucking mind in an enclosed space with two of the only people I consider friends in such close proximity. “You’re telling me that you took my wife from me, flew her to another state, intending to hand her over to a man who has threatened to brutally kill her,and somehow you lost her?” The calm in my voice is startling, even to my own ears.
He’s quiet for a beat before he sighs. “It’s not as simple as that, but yes.”
“Is it possible she dropped the tracker?”
“No, it was sewn into her dress.”
I rub my hand over my face because that can only mean one thing. They found the tracker and they stripped her. Out of all the places they could have planted it, they chose her fucking dress? “Where are you?”
He rattles off the address and I relay it to Rayne who immediately changes direction toward the Spade estate.
“For what it’s worth, I’m sorry. The plan was solid, we just needed her to play her part and everyone would have walked away.”
“You and your brothers will be lucky if you walk away with your hearts beating,” I growl and end the call.
I’ve never craved blood more than I do right now, and anyone who touches my wife will bleed for their sins.
CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
ISLA
The steady thump of my own heart wakes me from a fitful sleep, but I can’t pry my eyes open no matter how hard I try.
Pain radiates behind them to the point my stomach revolts at the feeling, and I’m barely able to breathe without it adding to the agony in my head.
What the hell happened?
The last thing I remember was running away from the club. I just needed to buy myself enough time until Doc made it to the city.
