Page 13 of Unwounded


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I wiped my eyes, shifting away from him.

“What can I do?”

“Just breathe. Everything is going to be all right. Did they take Wyatt?”

I nodded.

“Was it the cops?”

I nodded again.

“Hold on.”

He got out of the car, pacing on the sidewalk as he made a couple of quick calls.

Within five minutes, Jett was joining me again.

“Let me make sure I have this story completely straight.” His hand landed on my cheek, instantly making me look directly at him.

“Okay.”

“Your ex took your daughter, didn’t open the door when you got there, and called the cops when you tried to talk to him.”

How did he know all of that already?

All I could do was continue to bob my head like an idiot.

“A friend of mine is going to meet us at your ex’s house. He’s a cop and should be able to at least get them to open the door.”

“How am I ever going to thank you enough for this?”

Grabbing my hand, he kissed the back of it tenderly. “Just know that you and your daughter are part of this family and we do anything for family. Now let me drive. You’re too emotional right now.”

After doing a Chinese fire drill, Jett was racing toward Seth’s house.

Sitting in the driveway, I trembled, staring at the front door.

“I can’t go up there again. Emma will hear me,” I whispered, more to myself than to Jett.

“She’ll know her mother is fighting like hell for her. Your little girl is young—she’ll barely remember this years from now.”

“What if she wants to stay with her father?” As the question broke out of my mouth, I felt bile threatening the back of my throat.

“That’s an issue for another day.” Jett looked over his shoulder as an unmarked cop car pulled in behind us. “Showtime.”

Chapter 8

Jett

“Hughes.” I nodded to my buddy as he leaned into the car window.

“Cowen, been a while,” he murmured while waving to Raven in the passenger seat.

“Her ex is refusing to give her daughter back,” I explained, lacing my fingers with Raven’s, trying anything to calm her down.

“Fucking douchebag,” Hughes stated while shaking his head. “Was there a court order or any paperwork that you know of?” He leaned into the car farther, addressing Raven directly.

“I haven’t gotten anything,” she replied while continually wiping her eyes.