Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 36975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
“Good. Keep me informed.” He ends the call and quickly, several guys respond with texts that they’re on their way to the clubhouse. I have four guys who are readily available. Unfortunately, it’s the middle of the morning and most of us are respectable citizens, or at least we pretend to be.
I ride out to the clubhouse while Andrea stays at the apartment. She was resting after that last thorough fucking. I told her ass to stay put for her safety, but I also have two prospects watching the apartment building to make sure she doesn’t decide to sneak off.
She’s safe for the time being as I fly down the road on my bike. As much as I want to nail this bastard to the wall, all I can think about is Andrea. The image of her riding behind me with her chest pressed firmly to my back and her arms wrapped around my waist is getting me hard when I need to focus on the road. Fuck. I pull myself together and remember my purpose. Now, I understand the guys and what they went through when they met their women.
Pulling up to the clubhouse, the guard on duty opens the gate, and I drive in while giving the prospect a nod. He’s a good kid and does his job well, even if Law doesn’t like Taylor.
Law’s the first person I see when I get inside. “How’s it going?” he grumbles, adjusting his gun belt.
“I have the fucker’s name and address. I need to locate him before he finds her.” There’s a chance that we won’t find him at the address listed in his records, especially since Grimes is tech savvy.
“Did anyone snatch up their phones before they came here?” Law asks.
My head tilts as I think about seeing her with a phone. Granted, I left her alone a lot. Too much time alone, as a matter of fact. “Fuck. I didn’t ask, but I doubt they would have had them on them because they didn’t message each other.” At least, I didn’t see her doing it.
“Where is her cousin?” Law asks.
“She’s with Demi,” Blade says, stepping into the clubhouse, followed by Mick.
Doubt suddenly fills me, and I have to double-check where they’re hanging out. “At the apartment?” I ask.
“No. They went up to the hospital to see Asher.”
I’m looking at my friend like he’s fucking stupid for letting them out of his sight. “What the fuck? Why would anyone okay that?”
“Maybe Ghost is with them,” Blade says.
“Ghost had to work today.”
“Shit,” Blade says, letting reality sink in. I shake my head and pace toward the nearest window as if somehow it will make them appear in front of me. I dial Demi’s number right away, but it goes straight to voicemail.
“Damn it, no answer.”
“They have to have their phones off in that area,” Blade reminds me.
“We need to get her to safety. Is Doc still at the hospital?”
“No. He’s here at our hospital.”
“We need to move. Now. Call Boomer and tell him the situation. I’m going to grab Andrea before something happens.”
“Calm down, Cyber. What’s your fucking plan?”
“We need to get to the hospital.”
“So you’re going to just bring your girl straight there?”
“Shit, no. I can’t do that. Fuck.”
I thrust my hand through my hair, pacing back and forth, needing to do something when my phone rings. It’s Indy. “What’s up?”
“Your stalker guy just hit town. He pulled up to the gas station on the outskirts of town.”
“Thanks. Find out more. I have to call Boomer and let him know.” I make the call as soon as I hang up. “He’s at the Barren’s gas station.”
“Really ballsy of the asshole,” Boomer snarls.
“Yeah.” I shake my head, thinking about the damage I will do to his face when I get a hold of this crazy fuck.
My phone pings with a message. “Fuck…” I say, staring at the message in fucking shock and panic.
“What’s wrong?”
“He’s got Bee with him.”
“Where’s Demi?” Boomer asks.
“At the hospital still, or she should be.”
“Wait for me at the clubhouse.”
“I need to get to Andrea. The bastard has to know where I live by now.”
“He’ll be looking for you.”
“He’s already too close. I have to protect her.”
“Go with backup. I’ll meet you at your place.”
“Okay.” I end the call and tell Blade, “Follow me to my place.” He nods. “Everyone else, head to the hospital to check on Asher and protect him. We have people there, but just in fucking case.” With a nod of agreement. Mick leads the rest out of the clubhouse.
As I make my way to my bike, my phone rings. “Hello.”
“Cyber, I can’t find Bee anywhere in the hospital,” Demi says, her voice full of panic.
“The bastard took her.”
She gasps, and I can hear the phone fall. I don’t have time because I need to act. I’m speeding off on my Harley, driving out of the gate and down the road as I hear Blade’s SUV behind me. He needs it because there are weapons in the back of it. We will need anything we can get our hands on to get this prick. This should have been an easy fight, and I can’t explain how pissed I am that Bee decided to go straight into danger like that.