“Who else?”
“I don’t know. She went viral this week. Could be any psychopath. C’mon. I’ve got security cameras. We’ll see who took her and what kind of car they’re driving.” He hastily turned to go inside.
I tried to speak, but the only sound that came from my mouth was a deranged growl.
Cody stopped and turned. Pointed around the side of the building. “Go in the back door,” he said. “You’re not stable enough to handle all those people.”
He was right, and thank fuck for that. I wasn’t thinking straight.
Thirty seconds later, he opened the back door, where he stared at the broken hinge. “Did you do this?”
I growled and pointed out the blood on the wall.
“I see it.” We both sniffed the air. Summer’s scent was still here, but it was fading fast. “She was with a human male.”
I lifted my face to the ceiling and let out a howl.
Cody clapped his hand over my mouth, smothering the eerie sound. “Not here, Boone. Come into my office.” He led me right to his messy space. He pulled out his cell and made a call. “Levi. It’s Cody. Get your ass over here. Someone’s taken Boone’s mate. Yeah, I’ll have the footage pulled up by the time you get here. Come through the backdoor. Boone broke it, so it doesn’t lock.”
He dropped his cell on his desk then his butt in his office chair. Waking up his computer, he got to work as I prowled his small space.
“We’ll find her,” he promised. He looked away from the security footage he’d pulled up for a moment to meet my eyes. “We will. You’ve got an entire pack to help.”
The video feed appeared on his screen, and my gaze shot to it. He had cameras set up on the front and back doors, and two aimed at the parking lot, for full coverage. He opened the feed from the back door and rewound through the last thirty minutes.
“There!” At least that’s what I tried to say, but instead it came out as a roar. Cody stopped rewinding.
Oh fuck. There was Summer, being dragged by the arm by some skinny asshole. It was her ex. I knew because I’d already stalked him. With the little information Summer had shared, his name, and that he was a cop, and what I knew of her, I’d collected some data on the fucker. I’d already memorized his face in case he ever showed up here.
I picked the metal garbage can beside his desk and crushed it into a ball.
Cody gave it a quick glance. “Okay, yeah. I didn’t need that. Look, Boone, we’ve got his face. Let’s get his vehicle.” He opened the feed from one of the parking lot cameras and rewound thirty minutes.
Nothing.
I jabbed my finger at the icon of the feed from the other camera.
“Yeah. I’m on it.” Cody clicked it open and rewound. “There they are.”
I watched the asshole stuff Summer into the front seat of a blue Chevrolet Spark and take off in the direction of Missoula.
“They won’t make it far in this snowstorm in that car,” Cody muttered. “Especially over the pass. Levi can put out an APB?—”
I’d already torn off my clothes and shifted. I was gonna chase down that car and kill the man who touched my mate.
“Hang on–you’ll be no help in wolf–”
I didn’t wait to hear what Cody had to say–I was already racing through the snow at top wolf speed. A normal wolf could run up to forty-five miles per hour. A shifter’s top speed was even faster.
Right now because of the storm, I ran at twice the speed of the cars on the highway. I could overtake that fucking Chevy Spark. I raced along the side of the highway, allowing my wolf instinct to lead.
Hang on, baby. I’m coming for you.
28
SUMMER
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