I immediately start to put my jeans on, followed by my shirt. We’re out the door within seconds.
“Give me your phone,” I order as he pulls out of his driveway.
I go to my number and hit send. She answers on the first ring. “Brecken …”
“Taylor!” I snap. “What the fuck are you doing up at the club?” I all but yell. “Have you lost your mind?”
“Case,” she says softly. “Please listen to me.”
“What could you possibly have to say that would make you leave Brecken’s house in the middle of the night?” I growl. “With my cell phone?”
“Please, Case? I know you think I’m crazy and I might be, but I know who is behind this.”
I drop my head and run my hand through my hair. There’s no way she could know who is behind this. The guys and I were up until two hours ago going over every possibility. We had been trying to decide who knew where I lived, but the thing was it could have been someone who didn’t know until that night. Miller reminded us that they had figured out who Blane was, so maybe someone figured out I was undercover and it just took them over a week to figure out where I lived.
“I know you’re trying to help, babe, but …”
“I’ve never lied to you.” She interrupts me, and I sigh heavily. “And I’m not lying to you now. I can prove it. I just need you to trust me. Please, Case. I’m begging you to trust me,” Her voice is soft yet urgent all at once.
I look over at Brecken, and he looks at me as we sit at a stoplight. “It’s your call,” he says. “But what do we have to lose?”
Taylor! I have Taylor to lose. I don’t know what the hell she’s up to, but I can tell it’s gonna be dangerous for her. But that’s why I’m heading for her. To save her. To find out what she’s doing and what the hell made her want to do it. “We’re on our way,” I tell her, and I hear her sigh in relief.
“Okay, make sure to park in the West parking lot and come in the back door. I’ll see you in a minute.” And then she hangs up.
“Does she know what she’s doing?” Brecken asks as he stomps on the gas.
“She’s gonna get herself in deep shit, is what she’s doing,” I announce tossing his phone over to him.
“Well, you always have been the type of guy who likes the damsels in distress,” he says with a chuckle, and I grind my teeth in frustration.
Within fifteen minutes, we’re pulling into the West parking lot. “Taylor?” I yell out her name as we enter through the back door. Although I’m thankful to see her, I’m also very pissed at her. At how fucking secretive she could be.
We make our way down the hallway, and I find her standing in the middle of the club. “You better start explaining yourself,” I demand as I take a look around. She’s the only one here. “Right fucking now!”
The smile drops off her face, and she swallows nervously. “This was the only way …”
“Only way to what, Taylor?” I shout interrupting her.
She lets out a sigh as she runs her hand through her hair. “You’ll see,” she says and then she lifts her shirt and reaches behind her. “Here. You’re gonna need this.” When she brings her arm around to the front, my eyes widen.
I reach out and yank my gun out of her hand. “How did you get this?” I check to see if the safety is on and, of course, it’s not. “You could have shot yourself,” I hiss. “Do you even know how to use a gun?”
She ignores that question. “Your office. I remember you telling my brother about it right after those guys shot up the club. I didn’t think you’d mind, but I tore up what was left of your desk in order to get your drawer open that was locked.”
Brecken lets out a laugh as he mumbles, “Maybe damsel in distress was the wrong thing to call her.”
I take a step closer to her. “Why do I need a gun, Taylor? And why the hell are we here?” And I already have a gun on me. Brecken and I don’t go anywhere without them.
She walks past me and grabs a hold of Brecken’s arm. His eyebrows lift in surprise. “Brecken and I have to hide,” she informs us as she tugs on his arm. He rolls his eyes but allows her to pull him backward toward the hallway we just came from. “Oh, and hide that gun. That’s just in case.”
“Taylor?” I shout as they disappear down the hallway. “Taylor!” I run down the hallway and find them standing in the middle of it. Taylor has a smile of satisfaction on her face, and Brecken looks amused. “What …?”
I shut my mouth as I hear the front door of the club open and close and Taylor whispers, “Trust me.”
I give her one last glare before I look at Brecken. He gives me a nod and then wraps his arms around her. The smile drops off her face. I don’t know what she has planned, but I know Brecken will keep her safe. I tuck the gun into the back of my jeans and then turn around, walking down the hallway ready for the worst.
“Case.”
