Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 62015 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62015 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
“Carrie?”
“Come to your brother’s room.”
“Be right there.”
Josh
I hadn’t realized planning a party last minute around the holidays was such a pain in the ass, or that it would take up so much of my time.
It was almost time for Carrie to wake up if she hadn’t already.
I didn’t want her alone too much, not this soon, I want to keep her well occupied until we got through this party and then jetted off to the island for some much needed R and R.
“Mom I have to go see Carrie, I’ve been down here for a couple hours already she’s got to be hungry by now.”
She smiled at me like I’d accomplished something note worthy.
I guess she’s not accustomed to seeing her son being this caring towards a female other than family.
“Go ahead son, how about I make something special for dinner, Carrie likes my pumpkin ravioli.”
“She’s still building her body back up, she needs red meat.”
“Yes Dr. Steele, one half of a cow coming right up.”
She laughed as I got up to go.
“How about a nice prime rib, I think that might be good and some spinach or something, that’s on her list.”
“No problem I can certainly see about that.”
I took the stairs two at a time suddenly needing to see her, to touch her, to celebrate the fact that she was here and whole and that we’d have another day together, lots of other days.
My wrist alarmed just as I reached my room.
“Carrie....Lamb.....”
I checked the bedroom, the bathroom, my whole floor, no Carrie.
My heart started racing in fear, where the fuck could she be, there’s only one way out and that was through the front or back door both of which I would’ve known if she’d used.
Fuck me, my window was slightly ajar, had someone come in after her, but no, that didn’t make sense, she would’ve had to let in anyone who came to the window, which meant she’d left through the window on her own.
The question was why, and where the fuck had she gone?
I checked the tracker; she was moving fast which meant she was in a vehicle.
I took the stairs two at a time yelling for my brother on the way down.
“What’s up?”
Matt was trying to come to terms with the fact that he’d wasted so many years on a psychotic bitch, as much as I hated the bitch, I respected the fact that he’d had real feelings for her, so I hurt because he hurt.
“Carrie’s gone.”
“The fuck?”
We were moving on the run by the time we reached the garage.
I checked the coordinates on my tracker as soon as I got in Matt’s jeep and my heart almost gave out.
“Fuck I know where she’s headed.”
Chapter 41
Josh
“What the fuck is she doing, I don’t want her anywhere near these fucks, why doesn’t she ever do what I expect of her?”
“Bro, you want her to humble herself to just you or to everybody else?”
“What?”
“Just because she’s supposed to be all nice and easy with you doesn’t mean she has to be that way with other people, just hear me out, I think the reason you fell for this girl in the first place is because you like that fire in her, you know the fire you told me about ad nauseam, when you first met? Yeah that. Well she’s only supposed to be that way with you bro, that’s the idea, when two people meet and fall for each other that’s how it works that doesn’t mean she’s going to stop being her own person, you know what I mean?”
“So you’re saying I should be totally fine with her going to confront someone who almost got her raped and killed alone?”
“Nessa’s car was missing...”
“Great, what’s Nessa going to do, throw her Hermes bag at them?”
“Look, all I’m saying is don’t go all crazy on Carrie try to understand where she’s coming from.”
It didn’t escape my notice that my brother who hardly ever stuck his nose in was giving me relationship advice. How could I make him understand my way of seeing things, how could anybody, I know I’m a whole other breed when it comes to this shit, especially where lamb is concerned, I don’t want her involved in any of this shit, that’s my job. I guess on some level I get what she’s doing and why, that doesn’t mean I have to like it. Hardheaded as fuck.
“Drive faster Matt, maybe we can get there before anything happens.”
“I don’t think so bro, I think we’ll be doing clean up.”
I shoulda tied her ass to the bed, that’s what I should’ve done, sneaky little brat, played me, I’m sure she heard everything when I thought she was asleep, it’s okay though, I was learning all her little tricks, by the time I get a ring on her finger she won’t be able to pull the wool over my eyes.