“Snake’s got Heather.”
My blood drains to my boots, and I feel like I might sink to the ground. I actually take a step back to catch myself. “Oh my God.”
There’s a roaring in my ears, and suddenly Cole’s got his arm around me.
“We’ll get her back.”
“Heather,” I whisper. “When… when did he take her? How?”
“Gigi was with her at the apartment getting some things because they thought it was safe until Wolf called them to theclubhouse. The girls saw Snake when they were leaving and hid in the stairwell, but then Gigi said Heather kissed her son and gave herself up, walking out to him.”
“What the fuck?” I bark.
“She did it to save her kid, Cody,” Crash says. “And Gigi, too.”
The crew gathers around us.
“Is Gigi okay?” TJ asks, and I hear the panic in his voice.
“Yeah, she and Tucker are safe.”
“When did this happen?” I ask again.
“Like ten or fifteen minutes ago. Wolf was trying to get one of us to answer our phones. Mine kept vibrating on my hip, and when it wouldn’t quit, I knew it had to be important.”
“Where would they go?” Billy asks. “That motel again? Texas?”
I stare at the ground, stunned, and Cole slaps my chest. “Cody?”
My glazed eyes meet his. “Pull it together, brother. We need to find her quickly.”
I nod and swallow the lump in my throat.
“Did she share her location with you?” Cole asks.
My eyes widen. “Yeah.” I yank my phone out and pull the app up. Cole and Crash lean over my shoulders to study the little satellite map.
“They’re headed down I5. They’re just south of Santa Nella.”
Cole points at the screen. “Scan out.”
I adjust it.
“Find a shortcut to I5,” Cole barks.
“Here.” Crash points at the map. “We cut over on Hwy 198, and we could intercept them around Turk. That puts us out here. There’s nothin’ out there but onion fields and orange groves.”
Cole studies the map. “We wait there and cut ‘em off coming under the overpass.”
“I don’t want her hurt. We can’t wreck them,” I say.
Cole drags a hand down his face. “We can surround them and force them to the side of the road, but any option isn’t gonna be perfect, kid.”
“Letting him get away with her is worse,” Crash says, meeting my eyes.
“Cody?” Cole asks, leaving it to me.
“Let’s surround them. It’s her best chance.”
