I dragged my hands through my hair and tried to figure out where she was. Her phone was off, or destroyed, so we couldn’t trace her that way, which made things extremely difficult.
“I can’t believe I didn’t fuckin’ see it,” I snarled.
My brother settled his hand on my shoulder. “You weren’t working this, Jax. If you’d been here, you probably would have figured it out before I did.”
“You were the one who figured out it was her being stalked, not Melody,” Brock reminded me. “We worked this from that angle because of that. We’ll find her.”
“Sir?”
I raised my head to see a young man in a hotel uniform walk up to Matt and hand him a piece of paper. Matt shook his hand, then got on his phone, and I stood and made my way to him.
“Yeah?” he smiled. “You’re amazing, Del. I owe you. I can do that. Okay, buddy. Bye.” Matt slid his phone in his pocket and nodded. “Cameras caught Butchy’s SUV heading to Gresham. Del got the license plate and is tracking him. He’ll update us as we go.”
I nodded. “Let’s go.”
* * *
Harmony
Icame awake slowly, my arm on fire, but not just from the shot. I was currently lying on it, sideways in a moving vehicle. I stayed as still as possible, not wanting Butchy to know I was awake. I had no idea what the hell was going on or why I was here, but I realized in that second that Jaxon had been right, and I was the target all along.
I forced back tears and tried to look around. I couldn’t get my bearings lying down in the back of the SUV, even if I was familiar with the vehicle. I felt the car slow down, so I closed my eyes again and tried to slow my breathing.
I heard a door open and close, registering behind my eyelids the inside light turn on. The door slammed and I waited a few seconds before peeking just a little. I was alone. This was my chance. I shifted slightly and realized my ankles were bound. I glanced down my body and groaned. My ankles were shackled and on top of that, they were handcuffed to the door. Even if I could get out, I wouldn’t get anywhere unless I could take the panel off.
Shit.
I felt my pockets and confirmed my phone was gone. That would be the first thing Butchy would have gotten rid of and it was the only way Jaxon would be able to track me. A door popped open again, so I resumed my position, and tried my best to play possum.
“She’s still out?”
Graham?
“Yeah,” Butchy said.
“She should have woken up by now.”
“I added a little to her dose.”
“Why the fuck would you do that?” Graham snapped. “You coulda killed her.”
My mind spun as I tried to figure out why Graham would be involved in any of this. I still couldn’t figure out why Butchy was. We were friends. Close friends. God, I’d misjudged him.
“You don’t think I know everything about her, including how much of anything she can tolerate?” Butchy seethed. “None of this would be happening if she hadn’t forced those assholes on us. I’m her head of security.Me.”
“Okay, baby, calm down.”
Baby? Oh, my god, they’re in a relationship?
Now I was even more confused.
Butchy was sleeping with my sister, Graham was sleeping with Billy, and now it would seem Butchy and Graham were sleeping with each other as well.
Jesus, I’m stuck in my very own soap opera nightmare.
“Don’t tell me to calm down. This is my plan and just because the timeline had been pushed up a little, it doesn’t change a thing,” Butchy shouted.
“Will you lower your voice?” Graham replied and their voices became too low for me to make out what they were saying. Whatever it was sounded heated and didn’t last for long.
