Jax was trusting God with everything he had right now.
Determined not to lose either of them.
But he’d already lost a daughter. He looked in the direction those SUVs had gone and found only an empty street full of shadows. Maizie was gone. He wanted to call Bear and tear the guy apart for this.
Whatever kind of plan MSI had, they were done. Jax was never going to trust them again.
Kenna stirred. He patted her cheek. “Wake up for me, babe.”
Jax dug out his phone, fully intending to call 911. But Ryson had called him earlier. He hit redial and called the lieutenant back.
“Ryson.”
“It’s Jax. I need an ambulance and police presence at this location. Maizie was taken by whoever shot at Zeyla and me the other day, and Kenna was knocked out by something. She needs to see a doctor.” He relayed the cross streets and explained where they were.
“I’ll get units on the way now, and I’m coming, too.” Ryson’s voice sounded strained. “Is she okay?”
Jax knew he meant Kenna. He didn’t want to threaten murder to a cop, implicating himself if anything happened to MSI and their people later. But he was also barely hanging on. “Just get here.”
Kenna groaned, her eyes fluttering.
“There you are.” He patted her cheek, then ran his hand down her arm. Reassuring himself that she was here. That she was waking up, and their baby was going to be fine. “I’m going to fix this.”
He glanced out the windshield at the spot where he’d left the contract killer and saw the guy’s arm move when he reached up and touched his face.
Jax looked back at Kenna and saw her eyes fluttering. “I’ll be back.” He squeezed her hand, then pushed up and raced back to the guy. He dragged the man up by his shirt, pulled an arm behind his back, and walked him over to the hood of the car.
He shoved the guy against the hood and secured his hands behind his back, patting him down thoroughly just to ensure the guy didn’t have weapons hidden on his person.
Then he turned the guy and had him sit.
“Do you have a name?” Jax stood over him.
The guy looked defeated, but Jax wasn’t going to assume he didn’t have fight left in him. He could hear sirens in the distance and knew help would be here soon enough.
“What does it matter?”
Jax said, “It matters to me.”
“Whatever just happened, I didn’t have anything to do with it.”
“I know that,” Jax said. “But my daughter was just kidnapped, and my other daughter’s life is in danger. She hasn’t even been born yet. So you’re going to help me resolve this situation so that she can be born into a world that’s a safe place.”
“Jax!” Kenna’s yell cut right through him.
He stepped to the side, keeping one eye on this guy. “I know!” he yelled back. “Stay there for a second.”
Police cars streamed into the parking lot, lights and sirens going.
“I can hand you over to them, along with a full rundown of who you are and what you do. I’m sure they’ll be thorough in compiling a case against you. Or I can tell them you were instrumental in me figuring this out.”
“Because I should believe you hold sway with the police?”
“I’m part of a task force.” That was the official story, at least. “I could call the president right now, and you could ask her if I hold sway. If my wife is the kind of person who makes the feds sit up and listen.”
The guy just stared at him while the sirens cut off.
Jax heard cars park and doors slam. “Who hired you?”
