Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81694 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81694 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
“Acid might want her.” The skinny guy tilted his head toward me.
I wanted to scream that no one was getting me. My skin felt like it was crawling, and I was nauseous. I wasn’t sure if it was from the head pain or the fear.
“You want some water? We got some food in the kitchen. Best fucking barbecue you’ve ever had,” the skinny guy told me.
“Just water,” I replied.
“If you change your mind, let me know. Juice is a genius on the grill.”
I ignored that but put yet another name away, just in case I needed it later. It sounded like I had a small chance I might get out of here alive.
My thoughts went to Gage. Would he know I had been taken? Would he think I had run away from him? No. I’d left my purse, phone, everything in the office. The back door had been left open. He’d know I hadn’t just run off on foot. At least if I didn’t survive this, then he wouldn’t think I had left him.
Thirty-Eight
Gage
The plane landed in Nashville just as Blaise’s phone rang. I pulled out my own phone to send Shiloh another text. She hadn’t responded to the last three. I knew she had been at work earlier, but she’d be home by now.
“When?” The tone in Blaise’s voice caught my attention. His body tensed up, and Huck also noticed. “You’re sure? What time did he say? We’ll head back now. Just landed. They’ll need to refuel. I’ll handle him.”
Blaise ended the call, and his gaze leveled on me. Then, he stood to walk to the front of the plane and talk to the pilot.
“What the fuck is going on?” I asked, feeling a slight uneasiness.
“Not sure,” Huck replied, his jaw clenched as he waited for Blaise to return.
We didn’t try and get off the plane.
“He looked at me,” I pointed out. “Not you. Why me?”
Huck shifted and shook his head.
When Blaise reentered, he looked at Huck for a brief moment, then turned back to me. “That was Levi.”
I stood up. My chest tightened. Levi was supposed to pick up Shiloh.
“Shiloh has been taken.”
The words were a blow directly to my chest, as if a bomb had exploded.
“She didn’t run?” Huck asked.
Blaise didn’t turn from me. “No. She was taken from the back lot of Carmichael’s office. Her purse, phone, everything was left inside. The back door was left open. The trash she had been taking out was left beside the dumpster. She was taken by surprise while her back was turned.”
A wave of nausea hit me, and I dropped my head into my hands.
“Levi is getting footage from security cameras in the entire area, and he has Six checking the tread of the tire. Do you know anyone who would use her against you? Who would know to? I know you piss off people regularly, but who have you pissed off lately?” Blaise asked me.
I needed air. The plane was too fucking small. Why wasn’t it moving? I had to get back there. Fucking hell! Why had I let her keep the damn job? This was my fault. I couldn’t tell her no, and now, this. I ran my hands through my hair, pulling at it as if ripping it from my scalp would help.
“Gage?”
“I DON’T KNOW!” I roared. “If they’ve hurt her …” I couldn’t go there.
The tightening in my throat got worse.
Touching my neck, I paused and looked back at Blaise. “Destiny.”
Blaise frowned. “Destiny couldn’t have done this.”
“But who does she know?” I asked.
“What did you do to her that would make you think she’d go to these measures? I’m doubting your dick is just that good.”
Huck cleared his throat, and I realized he’d not told Blaise about the other night.
“Destiny said some shit to Shiloh. About Levi whipping her ass and lies about Gage watching and getting off. I was there. Didn’t happen. Anyway, she then shared some other shit. Shiloh was falling apart and started crying. He snapped,” Huck said, nodding his head at me. “Held Destiny by her neck against the wall until she was turning blue. Took me and Levi to get him off her.”
Blaise looked murderous. “And you didn’t think I should fucking know this?”
Huck bowed his head. “I knew you should know. I just didn’t want you to be hard on Gage. He’s working this shit out with Shiloh. You know it’s different this time. He’s had a lot to fucking accept this week, and Shiloh does keep his insanity in check and calm him.”
Blaise swung his glare to me. “Were you going to kill Destiny?”
“Yes,” I replied honestly.
“And that’s him being in check and calmer?” Blaise asked.
Huck cleared his throat. “It’s Gage, boss. He’s never going to be completely sane. It’s why he’s a weapon. He’s a lunatic.”
Blaise put his phone back to his ear. “Find out who Destiny Ward is related to and everyone she’s been in contact with. Pull all her phone records. Work hours. Everything from this past week.”