“Jack has plans for her.” That’s the only thing he tells me. Kyra, still blindfolded and not sure exactly who is with us, is now sobbing. We can hear every single sob and whimper out of her.
“Kyra, it’s Nick Gordon and Jack Williams here. Oof.” Nick gut punches me so hard in my stomach, all of the air comes whooshing out of me and I hunch over. I wanted to make sure that if she was able to get free, she knew who had taken us. Also, I wanted to give her a little comfort that it wasn’t some strangers.
“Shut your fucking mouth, bitch. Jack, take the whore you wanted to your room and tie her up. Nyx and I are going to mine.”
This is it! I have to fight back. Or at least come up with a plan. I have to get away. He picks me up off the couch and leads me out of the living area by the zip tie around my wrists. I see out the window. It looks like we are at a hunting cabin. The middle of fucking nowhere, off grid and it doesn’t even look like we have running water.
Come on, Blue, find me, baby.
CHAPTER 41
DEMITRI
Ihave officially worn a groove in the floor, pretty sure I will be bald soon with the amount of times I have run my hands through my hair. Hutch hasn’t come out of his bedroom since we found their phones. Thank God I have the best hacker in the state on my side. The last I heard, he was hacking street cameras to see if we can finally get visual on this damn stalker.
I have slipped into the memories, getting the call from my parents that Stasi was kidnapped. Trying my best to get men, I knew and trusted to help look for her back home. Asking, and asking again and again if they would grant me leave to go home and help look for her. The feelings of being so completely out of control and helpless.
I was still trying to focus on missions while deployed. I needed to keep these men safe and get them sent back home in one piece to their families. Myself, on the other hand, I was shocked I made it home at all.
As soon as I got the call, they found her body. I was done. Hutch, being the loyal best friend he is, kept me from snacking on a bullet on day one. I no longer wanted to exist in a world where the brightest part of my family was snuffed out. Her bodywas found in awful shape. Callum was at home at the time, so he offered to help my parents take care of everything. The Hutchinson family took my family in and made the plans no family should ever need to.
“Dee, get up here now!” Hutch’s holler startles me out of all those awful thoughts.
Once I snap back into reality and realize he must have found something. I take off towards the stairs. Climbing them two at a time. I run down the hallway to where Hutch is leaning in the doorway. Arms crossed, basketball shorts slung low on his hips, and his hair tousled probably from the stress and dripping wet. I wish Nyx were here. She should be able to appreciate him leaning like a book girl's wet dream.
“Dude, I’m not into dick. Why are you leaning here like every bookish girl's wet dream?”
“Oh, I took a quick shower while I ran a couple of programs. And as soon as I got out, it dinged it was done, so I just threw some shorts on so I wasn’t fucking naked.” He laughs and walks over to his desk.
A bright glow from the wall of monitors lights up the room. The aroma of fresh brewed coffee lingers in the air. The asshole has a Keurig just for his room. He claims it's easier to make a cup quickly when he’s in the thick of looking for someone or something than going down to the kitchen.
“Coffee?” he asks before sitting down in his massive navy blue gaming chair.
“Sure, I doubt either of us are sleeping tonight.” I pull over the plush chair that sits in the corner usually and plop down in it as the coffee machine spits and gurgles. The hint of caramel mixes in with the smell of coffee. “Do you keep a stash of my favorite pods in here?”
“Of course, you never know when we are in here combing through footage. Again, it’s quicker to make a cup here thangoing down to the kitchen.” An empty laugh leaves my throat, and Hutch looks at me with worry written all over his face.
“I’m fine, Graham. Let’s find our girl.” He turns back to his computer and pulls up some traffic cam footage, and another screen has the footage from the parking lot for the river walk.
“Okay, so I found this car that also ends up pulling into the parking lot.” It’s a nondescript black SUV. The back windows in the cargo area are all tinted black and cannot be seen through.
He shows the SUV driving down the street before pulling into the lot and parking next to Nyx’s bright blue SUV. The low-quality footage for the park shows two large figures climbing out, with hoodies and baseball hats pulled over their eyes. About ten to fifteen minutes later, both forms reappear on the camera and have what appears to be the girls slung over each of their shoulders.
They load the girls into the back of the truck. The two guys linger in the back area, probably restraining them, before they climb into the truck. As they pull out of the park, the street camera gets a perfect view of their license plate.Bingo!
“So I pulled the license plate info up, and you will never guess who this car belongs to.” Hutch glances my way, waiting for my answer.
“I don’t have the energy to play guessing games, Hutch. Either you have the answers or you don’t.” I lash out at him. I know I’m being a jerk right now, but I can’t bring myself to care, and I know he understands.
“This plate is registered to none other than Nicholas Gordon.” Hutch announces.
It takes me a few minutes of wracking my brain before it clicks. “The asshole I threatened and made to pee himself?”
“That’s the one.”
“God fucking damn it. He didn’t get the hint after I threatened him within an inch of his life.” I growl.
“We have a starting point. I am going to dig into absolutely everything about this dick. There will be no stone unturned.” He turns back to the computer and starts to type.
