Terror gripped her like a vise, and she frantically felt for the door handle, but it was missing. A ghastly pallor spread over her face.I’m trapped with a psycho. Where the fuck is Johnnie?
“I knew you’d eventually take a ride with me, Kylie. You see, it’s all a matter of patience.”
“Who are you, and what do you want from me?”
A single finger trailed down her neck to the top of her breasts, and she heard him suck in his breath. “I think you know what I want, Kylie. Before we have some fun, give me your phone.”
“My phone? Why?”
He plastered a flat smirk on crooked lips. “You can’t be serious. Now give me the fucking phone.” His steely eyes made her flinch.
She dug in her purse, pretending to look for it while she coughed loudly. She turned on another phone she carried, hidden in the lining of her tote. Her dad had given her the second cell and told her it was only to be used in emergencies. No one had the number except for her dad, and she was the only one who had the number to his emergency line, as well. Since Kylie was the daughter of an outlaw MC’s president, Banger made it a priority to make sure she could contact him if she were ever in trouble. He’d installed a tracker app, and he made her keep it in the lining of all her purses. He’d even insisted she sew a second pocket on the insides of her pants. Right then, she silently thanked her father for his paranoia.
“Here.” She handed Mr. Austin her phone and he stopped the vehicle, opened the window, and threw it on the ground. He then ran over it several times. “That should make your dad crazy. Imagine him not knowing where his precious little girl is. Imagine him staying up nights wondering if you’re safe. Serves the bastard right,”
“My dad did something to hurt you or someone you loved, right? Is that why you want to hurt me?”
He smiled cruelly at her. “Something like that. We’ll have plenty of time to talk.” Then he gripped the steering wheel and continued driving away from Pinewood Springs.
Chapter Thirty-Three
“The sonofabitch isin Pinewood Springs. He’s been under our noses all the goddamned time!” Jerry pounded his fists on the table. “He fuckin’ killed my sister and Wanda. We gotta stop him before he grabs Kylie.”
“Calm the fuck down!” Banger glared at Jerry. “I’ll handle Kylie. You say the purple Corvette fucker is the one who killed your family?”
“Yeah. He started dating my sister to get back at me for being with Kylie.” Jerry ignored Banger’s flaring nostrils. “He did the same shit to Ricky. He thought the kid had something with her, so he beat the hell outta him, thinking he’d killed him. With me, he wanted me to know what it’s like to lose something dear, and that’s why he killed Kelsey and Wanda. He wanted me to pay for being with Kylie.”
“Quit fuckin’ saying that. You’re not with Kylie.” Banger rubbed his face hard.
“He thinks I am, and that’s all that matters.” Jerry smashed his fist into the palm of his hand. “We gotta find him before he hurts her.”
“I got Johnnie tailing her.” Banger turned to Rock. “Go in the other room and call him to make sure everything’s good.”
Hawk stood up. “I finally traced the purple Corvette. It was a pain in the ass because it was a salvage purchase, and originally the car was blue. Anyway, it’s registered to a Mark Dudley in Brainerd, Minnesota. Demon Riders territory.”
“Fuck! I know the sonofabitch,” Banger said. “That’s Tug’s boy. Shit, I haven’t seen him since before Kylie was born. Fuck! Where the hell is Rock?”
Axe jumped up to find him, and just when he opened the door, Rock walked in, his lips pressed together.
“Well, what did Johnnie say? Has he seen anyone trailing my little girl?”
“He’s not answering his phone.”
A somber silence fell over the members. They all knew that if Johnnie wasn’t answering the phone, it was because hecouldn’t. Something was very wrong.
Banger furiously dialed Kylie’s number, cussing loudly when it went straight to voicemail. He reached in his back pocket and took out another phone, fiddling with it as Jerry looked on. “Fuck, she’s moving, and she’s getting further away from Pinewood. The fucker has her. Fuck!” The pounding of Banger’s fist reverberated off the walls of the meeting room. “We gotta find her before he…”
Hawk clasped the president’s shoulder. “We’ll get her. We need to organize and spread out. We know which direction she is going in, so I’m gonna put you in teams…”
Jerry tuned Hawk out; all he could think about was that his Kylie was in danger and he had to help her. He couldn’t let that animal do to her those unspeakable things he’d done to his sister. “I’ll help track Kylie.”
“Like hell you will!” Banger roared. “You’ll stay here in case we need some computer help.”
“Fuck no! I’m going after Kylie, damnit. I love her.”
“Man, this isn’t the time,” Hawk said.
“It’s the perfect time. Kylie and I love each other, and if you wanna beat the shit outta me and take my patch away, go right ahead and do it, Banger. I’d give up everything for her. And whether you like it or not, I’m finding Kylie.” Jerry stood, shaking with rage under his brothers’ startled gazes.
