Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 155775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 779(@200wpm)___ 623(@250wpm)___ 519(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 779(@200wpm)___ 623(@250wpm)___ 519(@300wpm)
He was never going to forgive himself for that.
“Is there anyone else that would take her?” Ink asked. “Anyone that you’ve fucked off?”
“No. No one I can think of.” It had to be The Team. “Fuck, I’m going to call Dante and Ortega. Maybe they’ll have a contact I can use.”
“I can try and find some cameras that capture the alley, but I don’t like my chances in a residential area like this,” Brody said. “We don’t know what vehicle he was driving, who he is. Where he was going.”
Cash let out a loud yell, and turning, smashed his fist right through into the wall. He ignored the pain, the blood dripping down his fingers as he pulled it back out. It’s what he deserved for not taking proper care of her. For thinking that the risk was only really to Monroe and not to Addie.
“Calm down, Cash,” Aidan said firmly. “This isn’t helping.”
“I will not calm down. I’m only going to be calm when I have her back in my arms. Don’t tell me you’d be fucking calm if it was Livvy who’d been taken.”
“Of course I wouldn’t, but I also know that smashing your fist into a wall isn’t helping.”
“Neither is arguing like this,” Ink said firmly. “It seems odd that it would just be one person, though. Wouldn’t The Team work together? Although maybe they figured one person was less likely to be noticed.”
“Fucking ballsy to do it in the middle of the day,” Aidan said. “Can someone explain who the hell The Team is?”
“No one knows who they are. There’s just some rumors about who the leader might be.” Ink turned to Brody as his phone rang.
Brody answered. “Hey, I’m fine. I know. Sorry . . . sorry. I should have told you . . . yeah, at Cash’s . . . Addie is missing . . . she was taken by a man in a balaclava about forty minutes ago. How did you do that? Okay . . . okay . . . wait . . . I’ll put you on speakerphone.”
“What’s going on?” Cash asked.
“Once more, I’m just proving that not all heroes are necessarily good guys,” the Fox drawled through the phone. “Brody is right now locating Addie.”
“What do you mean?” Cash asked. “How?
“I have video footage of the car she was taken away in,” the Fox said.
“How would you have video footage?” Cash asked.
“There are cameras all around your block and apartment that I might have put there a while ago.”
“Why would you have cameras around Cash’s place?” Aidan asked.
“I like to keep an eye on possible enemies.”
“I’m not your enemy,” Cash said. Fuck, he’d likely be dead if he was.
“No, but you work for somebody very interesting. His half brother is someone I’m keeping an eye on. I wanted to know if one of them visited.”
“They never really visit,” Cash said. “And Ortega isn’t your enemy. He’s not here to hurt anyone. Well, other than the people who fuck him over or anyone he cares about.”
“So he is here?” the Fox asked.
“He’s not currently in Montana, but he’s close by. I think you might need to discuss terms with him because he might need to come to Billings sometimes.”
“Yes, terms,” the Fox said silkily.
“About these cameras?” Cash asked. The Fox and Ortega needed to work things out themselves.
“I believe in being prepared and it’s just as well I do, though, right?”
“I have the license plate,” Brody said. “The car was stolen but that same car was just reported for dangerous driving by a member of the public who also gave its current location. Which is about , blocks away. I checked it out, it’s a house that’s currently listed for sale. We’ve just got to get there before the police.”
“That won’t be hard,” the Fox said.
“Let’s go then,” Cash said, turning toward the door. What if they hurt his girl? He would never forgive himself.
Hell, he wouldn’t want to go on living without her.
“You’re welcome,” the Fox called out.
Cash turned toward the phone because the Fox was right. It was just as well he had a suspicious mind.
“Thanks, Fox. I really do mean it. I love Addie and can’t imagine my life without her. I owe you.”
“You do. Don’t worry. At some stage, I’ll come calling.”
61
Addie’s heart skipped in fear as the man reached her.
She managed to sit up, crawling backward. Her heart thumped fast.
And then he reached for the bottom of the balaclava, pulling it over his face.
Oh God. Oh God.
That wasn’t a good sign.
When the balaclava came off, shock filled her.
“Hello, bitch, remember me?”
Nausea bubbled its way up her stomach and she turned her head just in time so it didn’t go all over her front.
She wasn’t sure if it was due to the pounding in her head or fear.