“Hang tight for a minute.” He walked out through the door. Voices murmured in the hall but she couldn’t make out what they were saying.
She rested her arms on the table in front of her and dropped her face into the curve of her arm. This night was sofucked up. She knew the plan wouldn’t work. Her frustration with Taylor mounted, only to be countered by her concern.Where the hell was she? What if she hadn’t made it out?She racked her brain trying to remember the last second, she saw her best friend. She ran to the door, looked back, and saw the wave of her black hair only a few feet behind her once they were separated. Luckily it was opening as she darted out knocking into a man and running past the bouncer.
Had Taylor made it past him, too? The gnawing ache in her chest was not a good sign.
“Where is she?” A smooth calm voice jolted her upward and back into her chair. She hadn’t even heard them come back into the room.
Her fingers dug into the arms of the chair.Don’t panic! She swallowed the knot in her throat as she eyed the men in front of her.Five? Now there are five? Bogs, T, and Stone stood next to one another close to the wall. Her eyes darted to the massive figure currently scowling at her near the door.And I thought T was scary? Holy shit!
“Kenzie?”
She jerked her head to the man closest to the table. He stood with his arms folded. He was tall, definitely over six foot. His dark blond hair hung to his shoulders. His light eyes were calm and soothing. His voice may have been slightly demanding, but his face had an ease that didn’t fit the situation. She scanned the faces of all the men, lingering longer on Bogs.
He had changed. Gone was the easy protector and in its place was a similar glare directed at her. It was a reminder that she was on her own. None of these men were on her side. She knew it was irrational but she couldn’t help but feel a bit betrayed by Bogs. The way he spoke to her, held her in the truck, calmed her in the park. Where was that guy?
If she was going to get out of this and help Taylor, she was going to give them the truth. Lying really wasn’t a plausible option since she sucked at it. She drew in a breath and sighed.
“I don’t know.”
His scrutinizing stare had her fidgeting in her seat. “Where would she go?”
“My apartment, maybe?”
He shook his head slowly. “No, checked, she’s not there.”
Kenzie shrugged. Taylor wasn’t from Houston. As far as Kenzie knew, she didn’t know anyone else in town besides the guy from the fight. “I don’t know.”
“Would she go back home?”
To her parents’ house, the answer would be a definite no, but her old place she might. She wasn’t sure if that’s what he meant. She lifted one shoulder. “I really don’t know.”
“Well, what the fuck do you know?” She winced at the verbal attack. She didn’t bother looking over, she knew the voice.
“T.” The blond man she deemed in charge held out his hand in a blocking motion. It was a warning. She had no doubt if given the chance, T would have no problem using force to get answers. Answers she didn’t have. Her hands trembled in her lap.
“Fuck her, Trent. She knows, she’s just not telling us.”
She jerked her head so fast, her neck cracked and a shot of pain darted to her shoulder. This was Trent?
“You’re Trent?”
“Yes.”
“The bond guy?”
The corner of his mouth curled. It wasn’t a complete smile but it was close. This was the asshole Taylor refused to talk to.Taylor was right. These guys did work with Trent, and they were all looking for her.
“This is my partner, Declan.” He hitched his thumb over his shoulder to the dark-haired man who continued to glare at her. “And you know, T, Stone, and of course, Bogs.” There was a change in his voice, almost amusement, when he said Bogs’ name.
“Now that all the introductions are done, can we fucking get on with this? Sooner we get this bitch out of my office the happier I’ll be.” T’s venomous tone had her sinking into her seat and gritting her teeth. It was times like this she wished she had Taylor’s backbone. If he dared to talk to her like that, he’d regret it. But she wasn’t Taylor.
Trent stepped forward pulling out his seat and sitting across from her. He gave her a half smile. “Do you have any idea where she might have gone? Any place she would go to lay low, or maybe another friend she’d stay with?”
She opened her mouth prepared to say she didn’t know but clamped her lips closed. That answer would only continue to piss everyone off and not get her any closer to finding Taylor.
“Can I call her?”
Trent waited before answering. His eyes searched her face.
