Holding up my phone, he smiled. “Let’s get the party started.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX: ANNABEL
As soon as I hung up with Father, he got to work. His connections quickly patched in with the Georgia branch of the ATF, and after an agonizing couple of hours they had two teams heading to our area. I also had my phone being tracked for my location as well as to trace incoming calls. If I had ever doubted the power my father possessed, I would no longer do so after today.
All that was left to do was wait for Mendoza to reach out. I once again resorted to pacing around the main room of the roadhouse. Thankfully, Breakneck had stitched up Bishop’s bullet wound to the back. He had been lucky after it narrowly missed nicking one of his kidneys. Breakneck had gotten Deacon and Mac cleaned up as well.
The eerie silence in the roadhouse was interrupted by my phone ringing. I would have ignored it had it not been Rev’s ringtone.
Snatching my phone to my ear, I said, “H-hello? Rev?”
There was a pause on the line before I heard the voice from my darkest nightmares. “Roja, how lovely to speak to you. I’ve missed you. Haven’t you missed me?”
A chill ran over my body at the sound of his voice in my ear. I had been haunted by it for months. Flashes of his rapes tormented my mind, but I fought with everything in my being to push them out. I had to be strong and focus on the here and now to get Rev back.
“Where is Rev?” I demanded.
“Ah, I would assume you’re speaking of the biker trash you spread your legs for.”
“Tell me where he is!”
“You have been away from me from far too long, Roja. You should know better than to speak to me that way,” he admonished.
Refusing to let him ever intimidate me again, I snapped, “Cut the bullshit and tell me what you want!”
“That should be clear. I wantyou.”
I closed my eyes as a wave of revulsion ran through me. “So you are willing to trade me for Rev?”
He chuckled. “You’re already trying to negotiate a deal. This man must mean a lot to you.”
Thinking of what Deacon had said, I replied, “You obviously took him for a reason instead of killing him. Tell me what to do so we can end this.”
“I don’t give you any directions until I know you’re away from the Raiders.”
“Fine. I’ll leave the compound now.”
“I’ll give you ten minutes. If you’re not alone then, I’ll start taking out chunks of your lover.”
My stomach churned at his words. “I’m on my way.”
Deacon and the others stared expectantly at me. “He won’t tell me where he has Rev until I’m away from the compound.” I then related to them what he had said about giving me ten minutes or he would hurt Rev.
“So that’s it? We’re just supposed to let you walk out of here alone?” Deacon demanded.
“I won’t be entirely alone. I’ll have the ATF and the GBI.”
With a roll of his eyes, Deacon said, “That makes me feel sofuckingbetter.”
“I can’t argue about this anymore. I have to get out of here.”
“If something happens to you, Rev will never forgive me,” Deacon said.
I smiled sadly at him. “This wasn’t his choice; it was mine. I’m doing what I felt I had to do to save him–and to save me.”
After shaking his head, Deacon gave me a quick hug. “You be careful, okay?”
I nodded. “I’m a lot stronger than I look.”.
